Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Scarlett's Day (End)
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After that, every time I tried anything, the slime punished me with perfect timing, as if it had been waiting for that exact moment.
It didn't miss even the tiniest movements—like dodging, tensing up, or catching my breath.
The intensity, rhythm, and depth of the punishments varied each time.
Sometimes it stabbed sharply at the clit piercing with a jolt like electricity shooting through me.
Other times it rubbed my nipples long and persistently, making my love juices squirt out in sticky bursts.
That unpredictability only made things more confusing.
Not knowing what came next soaked my pussy faster than I expected, priming it for the next stimulation.
"Hic♡ I'm not... giving in... never..."
At first, there was definitely anger. I couldn't stand being pushed back by this pathetic slime blob in such a sticky, lewd way.
I gritted my teeth, gathered my strength again, and tried to counterattack. I endured the wriggling slime jammed in my pussy while trying to draw up my magic power, twisting my body against the aphrodisiac seeping through my skin and the mounting pleasure.
I kept attempting to move my limbs to break free of the restraints.
But the more I resisted, the worse it got.
Every movement came right back at me as even crueler punishment.
Just as my magic power reached the brink of being usable for an attack,
the slime somehow knew, vibrating inside to intensify the stimulation. A soft sensation wrapped around my already swollen breasts from below, lifting them gently, then pinpointed my nipples with subtle, persistent vibrations.
Each time my nipples stuck to the sticky slime and peeled away, a sweet current raced across my entire chest straight to my pussy.
The moment I focused on enduring and gathering magic, the vibrations grew more precise, changing rhythm. It rubbed in slow circles, then suddenly sucked hard, then released slowly—over and over.
My lewd breasts were already softened by the aphrodisiac, and my nipples stood rigid, grinding against the slime protrusions on their own. As the vibrations transmitted from my nipples all the way to my womb,
my pussy drenched itself, and my magic power scattered bit by bit. Every time my breasts were pressed by the slime, sweet pleasure surged down through my chest, making my womb twitch and clench as drops of love juice leaked out.
"Urgh. Still... can't go... gotta endure... I can do this."
I gritted my teeth and held my breath, pushing to my limit.
Just as my magic power began faintly glowing at my fingertips,
the slime targeted the suppression piercing as if it had been waiting.
"Not that... please..."
The ring turned so slowly that it was perfectly visible through the transparent slime. Inside the pinkish slime, the golden piercing—coated in slippery mucus—rotated inch by inch, crystal clear.
With each slight turn, my clit swelled faintly, the inner nerves rubbing to send electric tingles spreading through me.
The instant my magic power fully gathered and my fingertips shone brightly,
the slime spun the piercing a full turn in a flash.
"Hiiiiiik♡♡♡!!!!!"
The moment the golden ring pierced through the slippery slime for half a turn, then another half, my clit ballooned as if it would pop, and all the nerves inside exploded at once.
My whole body convulsed, my mind went blank white, my pussy went limp, and hot tides gushed out like a waterfall—psshhhaaaaa.
The magic light about to burst from my fingertips was sucked into the slime along with my love juices, splat splat.
I felt every drop of my magic power scatter without a trace. Just as the Association's basic training had ingrained in my body, endless climaxes drained my magic away as love juices, nonstop.
"Came from... the suppression piercing...♡ Hic♡"
Once I squeezed out all my magic power,
the slime finally stopped that brutal rotation. But even the aftershocks were vicious. My clit still pulsed faintly, and my powerless fingertips hung limp now that the magic was gone.
I couldn't string words together anymore. Drool trailed long from my mouth, my legs splayed open and trembling too much to even close.
My unfocused eyes showed only a smile mixing bliss and terror on my face exposed above the slime's surface.
'A Magical Girl's greatest weakness... the mandatory orgasm-trigger piercing from the Association♡ How does a mere mob slime... know about it...'
Even that thought shattered as my clit twitched once more from the rotation's lingering echo.
Afterward, the same thing repeated.
The slime moved as if it knew my habits inside out.
It reacted instantly whether I was slumped and panting or tensing up again.
It missed nothing—not even the slightest tremors or shaky breaths.
The slime shifted pressure each time, stimulating my weak points one by one.
It felt like it was precisely measuring my breaking point.
After it happened over and over, I had no choice but to realize.
The more I struggled, the quicker I tired out. Staying still and accepting the slime's abuse let me catch my breath, if only for a moment.
In the end, I gave up resisting while gathering magic power,
and accepted the slime's actions. It slithered over my entire body, and a slimy tentacle-cock of mucus slid softly into my pussy.
As I held still and quiet, it slowly thickened, filling me up tight. Hundreds of tiny protrusions on the slime tentacle's surface rubbed my inner walls stickily, ravaging me thoroughly.
"Haaah♡..."
I hadn't fully surrendered yet, but the time it took to decide my next move grew longer. The slime didn't miss even those subtle shifts. It stopped rushing, maintaining the pleasure slowly.
Over the past six months,
the Association's periodic conditioning of my pussy's weak spots was stimulated deep inside by the aphrodisiac slime.
Sweet moans leaked out from the soft presses and rubs on the most sensitive areas.
"Eek♡ Clotting Jade♡"
It gave no room to escape or turn the tables. Like that, my mind began crumbling from the edges. Not all at once, but oh so carefully. As if it knew the outcome. And I was steadily losing even the strength to deny it.
My thoughts slowed.
The anger dulled, replaced by a strangely helpless resignation seeping in.
'Gathering magic now... is pointless... gotta endure somehow... by offering my body♡'
In the end, I stopped gathering magic altogether.
I surrendered my body to the pleasure the slime provided, becoming a slave that offered only magic-laced love juices without resistance.
That was when it happened.
A completely different presence pierced in from afar.
The next moment, a low, heavy vibration spread through the ground.
The slime's surface rippled violently for an instant.
As if flustered by the unfamiliar pressure.
"Don't move a muscle."
A short, firm voice.
At the same time, one side of my vision flashed.
An explosion.
Precise, controlled power pierced the slime's core.
Not a reckless blast.
It tore the outer layer while sparing me, targeting only the center with surgical precision.
The transparent body twisted and swelled in that instant—
then shattered into pieces it couldn't withstand.
As the shockwave passed, the pressure holding me released all at once.
The sensation of falling to the ground.
"You okay? Can you move?"
In my sight was a Magical Girl in white costume and gloves scarred with countless wounds. The white outfit was a bit torn and stained, but it still shone with noble grace. Her gloves bore the marks of countless battles, faint traces of magic lingering at her fingertips.
She'd cast magic without climaxing on the spot—only a few drops of clear tide dripping down her inner thighs. Her face flushed red, breath slightly quickened.
A veteran Magical Girl.
Undoubtedly the current strongest among combat-type Magical Girls...
I tried to nod but failed.
My body wouldn't respond.
"Don't talk. Recover first."
She immediately cleared the area.
Lifting the remaining slime remnants into the air, she disposed of them with short chain explosions,
then knelt beside me, lowering her stance.
"Rescue complete. Target recovering. Requesting transport."
What followed is only fragmentary in my memory.
The vibration of the transport device,
the Association's lights,
and the dorm.
I was urgently transported to the Association,
given a light warning about punishment for defeat, and released.
Then straight to the Dorm Supervisor to have my defeat data checked, and back to the dorm as ordered.
The end of that long day...
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"Anyway, that's how it went. I dragged myself here on orders to return to the dorm,
but the moment I arrived, all my strength just gave out."
Scarlett said that, trying to shrug but leaning against the wall instead to catch her breath slowly.
Despite her bluffing tone, lingering fatigue clung to the end of her voice.
"If I'd had just a bit more magic power, a mere slime like that wouldn't have been my match."
Thud thud
"Magical Girls will now proceed to dinner. Please complete your meals via your assigned methods."
Scarlett and I glanced at each other.
Slime mucus still glistened on Scarlett's body, and even as I listened to her story, I hadn't cleaned up my soaked lower half.
The pink costume showed the piercings underneath, with clear love juice stains spread around my crotch.
Scarlett spoke first.
"You... nah, let's go. Hungry, right?"
I blushed bright red and helped her up as we headed to the cafeteria together.