Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: Diary
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"Doesn't it taste better than it looks? And it even restores your magic power."
"...Ugh, I don't think it's for me at all."
I recalled that horrific food again. Separate from how awful the meal had been, just as she said, my magic power was surging back explosively.
"My magic power really is filling up... How can food like this..."
"Who knows. I heard it's a support ration made by the Association? That golden jelly sometimes gets issued as supplies for major missions that guzzle a ton of magic power. Most girls end up looking like total idiots, habitually gobbling it down the moment they see it, though."
I felt the magic power I'd lost in a tidal wave of climaxes rushing back. With recovery like this, I could see why Magical Girls were hooked on it like addicts. But the taste was still revolting.
"I didn't like the taste at first either? But these days, I can't live without it. Just the smell makes my lower belly tingle."
Wrapping up our chit-chat, Scarlett and I rose, leaving the drenched floor behind. At our feet, a sticky puddle glistened, mingled with both our tidal squirts, overflowing semen, and saliva.
Scarlett wiped the white streak on her chin with the back of her hand.
"No need to clean the cafeteria. The next shift will turn it into this mess again in no time anyway.
When it's the last person's turn, they have to lick it all clean with their tongue—and some girls get addicted to that taste and show up late on purpose.
But get too late, and it's straight to the punishment room for 'meal time violation.' So better hustle."
In the middle of her explanation, she suddenly shuddered, as if recalling her own punishment room schedule.
As we walked the halls, I suddenly remembered Senior's advice I'd forgotten and asked,
"Um... where's the dormitory trash bin? I heard the package I sent went there."
"Trash bin? Gotta be around here somewhere. Let's swing by. Best part of a roommate—I'll help you look."
She took the lead, her small hips swaying just a bit. A long, transparent thread dangled from between her thighs.
A few blocks later, we spotted a massive rectangular box piled high with clothes and underwear.
"Here it is. If you're the only newbie, your package box should stick out like a sore thumb on top."
Sure enough, my box sat right there on top.
Scarlett asked with a mischievous grin.
"What's inside, anyway? Hiding something embarrassing? Heh heh heh."
"It's nothing!"
I snatched the box and hugged it close, but her hand was faster. The moment her fingertips grazed it, the tape melted gooey and lost its stick.
"Hyaaah♡"
As payback, Scarlett's pussy flooded, her waist buckling slightly—but the box seal peeled open in seconds.
"Y-You can just use magic like that?!"
"Huu♡ I've got permission to use it anytime~ 'Heating' perk means stuff like pussy temperature control or depth spells are fair game anytime for my arousal training and development."
She caught her breath and grinned.
Scarlett peered inside, her eyes widening bigger and bigger. Mine flushed red as an apple.
Inside, amid my neatly packed clothes, sat a massive, worn-out teddy bear, perfectly fitted.
"Whoa... what is this? It's so cute~!"
"Ugh... don't tease me..."
Scarlett was totally hooked, eyes glued to the bear, but I just wanted to burrow into the ground.
I yanked the teddy bear and hid it behind my back.
It was too big to fully conceal, but I had to do something or my face would explode from embarrassment.
Scarlett pouted for a second, then gave up on the bear and pulled out the rest of my stuff one by one to check.
"Underwear here, casual clothes? You packed a lot."
"Yeah... since I have to live in the Association dorms from now on."
She gave a wry smile and asked,
"But do you even need clothes? When would you wear them?"
Need clothes? To live like a human, you need food, clothing, shelter—and even if the Association covers housing and meals, clothes...
"You'll be in transformed state pretty much all the time anyway? Association rules strictly ban underwear under the costume.
Can't detransform for sleep or training either—your brain would shatter from those brutal mods in your bare body.
Detransform only for body checks on your pre-transformation form, and obviously naked for those."
Ah.
I blanked out for a second. That's when it hit me why the trash bin was buried in mountains of underwear and clothes.
Scarlett giggled at my face and shoved the whole box back atop the trash.
In the end, all I salvaged was my childhood teddy bear I'd hugged to sleep since I was little, some basic stationery, and cosmetics.
With packing done, Scarlett and I headed back to our room.
"I'm gonna sweat it out a bit! Feel free to use any room facilities till lights out. Teddy buddy welcome too!"
Scarlett kept snickering like it was hilarious and slipped into the gym area.
I plopped down on the floor, clutching the bear tight, staring blankly. After glancing around, I unzipped its hidden pocket and pulled out my diary.
The bear got spotted, but this—I didn't want anyone seeing it.
I cautiously checked for Scarlett's presence.
"Huaaang♡ One... Ugek, two...!"
Sweet moans nonstop from the gym.
Relieved, I started writing.
Today, my first day as a Magical Girl—finally here, after only hearing about it in videos and stories.
Still feels like a dream that I was chosen and awakened.
Started with the Magical Girls' perfect victory records, polite staff guiding me to the exam room.
There, a beautiful, reliable Senior asked some obvious questions...
What were they again?
...Anyway, after questions, got my imprinting like the other Magical Girls.
Felt a bit sorry for Experimental Subject 0 midway, but aside from the brutal pain in the process, it seemed like a pretty reasonable system overall.
Got special potions and a dorm room too. Association welfare is top-tier.
Roommate Scarlett's a bit wild, but seems like a good person.
Kindly showed this newbie around the dorms everywhere.
Dorm food was... horrific, but the effects were amazing despite the taste.
Today felt unusually short.
Memories of awakening as a Magical Girl, arriving at the Association, basic checks—somehow feel patchy and missing pieces.
...But memory gaps or confusion are normal for Magical Girls, they say.
Dunno who theorized it, but it's in the Association rulebook, so it must be true.
"Yeah, no worries for a newbie like me. Rest up today, start with magic verification tomorrow."
I tucked the diary back in the bear and hid it carefully.
Then fiddled with both its ears gently, savoring the comfort for a bit.
The worn fur against my palm warmed my chest tenderly.
Such a sensation felt long overdue.
As I lingered like that, the gym door slid open, and Scarlett returned.
Whatever workout she'd done, she emerged naked, her whole body glistening with sweat and love juices.
"Sleep time soon. Rest well?
I'm showering, so wrap up anything before bed now."
With that, she hopped back into the shower capsule I'd seen earlier. Soon, her beastly moans echoed through the room again.
Ding dong.
"Magical Girls, bedtime now. Prepare using your assigned method and begin sleep."
Scarlett and I, already prepped, moved to the sleep area and got right to it.
I pulled out the horrific aphrodisiac potion from the desk and carefully dripped one drop onto my clitoris, ringed by the chastity belt.
Scarlett held her own vial, precisely dripping one drop on each nipple atop her small breasts: plip, plip.
Sizzle—
The potion hit skin and instantly vaporized in white smoke with a sharp sound like flesh melting.
"Ugh... Uwaaak?!"
The pain starting from my clit was nightmarish.
First, like a red-hot needle stabbing. Then, itch like mosquito bites dozens of times. And all at once, endless waves of forced arousal crashing in.
"Haaaak!! Aaaaaaak!!"
I screamed, waist shuddering. My clit felt like it was scorching on a fire poker.
My brain was frying white. Tears streamed, mouth gaped with drool spilling. Legs buckled; couldn't stand.
"Uuuu...! Stop... please stooop!!"
Scarlett was the same beside me. Clutching her nipples, she collapsed writhing on the floor, wailing.
"Hyaaaaah♡ It huuuurts!! Nipples... nipples burning uuuup!! Uguh... Huuuu♡♡"
Pain and pleasure melting my brain completely. Desperate to cum, but the chastity belt blocked everything but the clit tip—I clawed madly at that tiny exposed end.
But fingertips grazing only the surface, not reaching the root, just teased without quelling the endless heat.
"Aaaaak♡ Take it ooooff!! Wanna rub my clit rooooot♡!!!!"
Head spinning, vision shaking. Every breath felt like my chest would burst. Whole body's blood rushing to my clit in crushing pressure.
"Ungot♡ Ugruk♡...!"
Scarlett was already upside-down on the sleep chair, grinding nipples into the mat, ass up, shuddering and squirting nonstop. Eyes fully rolled back, only sobs and drool leaking from her mouth.
I collapsed onto the sleep chair too.
Restraint bands snapped tight around neck, waist, wrists, ankles in sequence.
Pain peaked, consciousness fading. Everything sank into endless agony, black.