Chapter 23
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: The Incomprehensible Bastard
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There had been no fainting spell.
No gentleness, no consideration.
What? Play along with the mood, act like a submissive lover, and slip away in the meantime?
That had been impossible from the start.
She'd barely licked his cock once, and in that instant, his reason had snapped completely.
Zeke was now nothing more than an orc male driven solely by the instinct to breed, with no regard for the woman's will.
And what had entered Bella's body wasn't some "man's dick"—it was a breeding organ incarnate.
A monstrous slab of meaty club, too massive to even compare to a human's.
"Guhhh...! Graaaah!!♥"
Bam! Bam! Bam!!
The shape of his cock bulged up prominently over her belly.
Every time her eyes rolled back as if she might pass out, it stabbed and pressed against her womb's entrance, yanking her back to reality with insane thrusts.
The impact felt like it was splitting her torso in half, reverberating through her bones.
"Hiiiit♥ My womb... you're poking my womb so deep♥♥"
With every upward slam of his hips, the deepest part of her pussy twisted, the outline of his cock protruding on her belly.
Blood and juices mixed, spraying out with a splash—and the bed was already a sopping mess of cum and pussy fluids.
Yet he didn't stop.
Zeke had cum once already, but he thrust his hips as if he'd forgotten all about it.
She clearly remembered him pulling out just moments ago, but the instant he shoved back in, he was cumming again.
Her belly was swelling.
'Th-this bastard... how many times does he cum at once...?!'
From the tip of his glans lodged deep in her womb, semen pumped out like from a hose, filling her insides with white fluid until it leaked from her asshole.
"Hiiit♥ Uwaaaang♥ Too muchhh♥♥ Your cock juice... it's overflowinggg♥♥"
Moans leaked from the corners of her lips.
No fainting, not even a moment to let her mind drift in peace.
All that remained was the sensation of being filled endlessly, shaken relentlessly, her womb pried open over and over.
And—
Only when her belly had bloated rock-hard, with not a drop more room to spare, did her consciousness finally fade.
Her eyes rolled back, semen gushing from between her legs, and Bella collapsed at last.
"How long... was I out?"
Her lips trembled, breaths coming in ragged gasps.
...It would have been nice if it had all been a dream.
But nothing here had changed.
A single flickering bulb hung from the ceiling of this stiflingly damp, cramped concrete room.
The Villain Alliance's underground hideout.
More precisely, the very room where she'd just been pounded senseless by that orc.
In that instant, she bit her parched lips and slowly slid her hand under the blanket.
And soon... reality crashed down like lightning.
Her belly—the flat, perfect abs of a magical girl—was now sagging and floppy around the womb area, like a woman who'd just given birth.
The once-taut stomach was now a flabby mess, marked with bruises in the shape of cock outlines here and there.
But the worst was below.
The moment her fingers touched it, her pussy gaped with a pffft—, the hymen that had once blocked it reduced to nothing.
Just hours ago, barely a single finger could fit; now, it gaped loose enough for four at once.
"...Fuck."
As she trembled and tried to sit up, a sharp uterine pain shot up from deep in her crotch like lightning.
As a Prismatic Eight magical girl, she wouldn't die from it, but her womb had swollen so much at once that it had torn open in agony.
In that moment, the towel draped over her slipped away.
And a pungent, thick male musk assaulted her nostrils.
The orc's distinctive fishy stench still rose from her inner thighs.
No matter how she tried to ignore it, no matter how she gritted her teeth and pretended to be strong. Bella had no choice but to face it.
Even this towel she was wearing had probably been draped over her by him while she was out.
All that humiliation surged up her throat at once.
And—
"Fuck... FUUUUUCK!!"
Slamming her head against the wall, she wailed, thinking of that cum-monster orc who'd utterly ravaged her virgin womb.
—That's when it happened.
Knock knock.
"?!"
"Ah... you're awake. I brought this because I was impressed you endured getting pounded like that for the first time without dying..."
They say even tigers come when spoken of, and it fit this situation perfectly.
Zeke entered after a surprisingly gentle knock, unbefitting his size.
In his massive hand was a tray with steaming samgyetang—a hot chicken ginseng soup set, like something to soothe a bride after her wedding night.
...Gulp.
Bella swallowed without thinking.
Out in the world, she wouldn't have given it a second glance.
She only ever ate the finest omakase.
But ever since being locked in this underground cell, all she'd had were tasteless nutrient blocks she could barely chew and swallow.
And now, tender chicken soup steamed temptingly before her—.
Her stomach let out a loud, shameless gurgle.
Her body, drained of strength after the thorough pounding, seemed to scream, 'Please, just feed me.'
Unable to hold back, Bella staggered over on wobbly legs, tossed her pride to the dogs, and shoveled it in greedily with the spoon.
And then.
Drip drip.
"...!"
Raped by this bastard, then groveling for a single bowl of food he brought.
She'd clawed her way up like a dog for decades to join the Prismatic Eight, and now here she was, lapping up the broth dripping from the bowl.
In that moment, Bella realized this was the true rock bottom.
"Y-you... fucking idiot...! After... clawing out of that... dogshit life...! Hic... I did every dirty thing imaginable... to get this far...!"
"......"
"No matter how much I'm beaten... or raped...! Taking food he offers like a good girl... makes me no better than my damn family...?!"
A dingy semi-basement.
The moldy dampness, the black bug stains plastered on the wallpaper.
Her childhood, licking coffee mix powder instead of eating meals.
Her mom crying that she hated it, only for her dad to beat and rape her every day—it all came back vividly.
Even after that, a few crumpled ten-thousand-won bills would make her cling to him, mumbling like an idiot, "He still loves me..."
When sober, her dad would toss mom's panties on the table as "proof of love," and when Bella cried, he'd say, "When you grow up, seduce men if you wanna eat."
Watching that every day, Bella had gritted her teeth.
I'll never be like that bitch.
I'd rather starve than live as a female dangling off some guy's cock.
That's why she'd teamed up with Money Slime.
Ordered that greasy villain worm to make her parents' deaths look like a "gas leak accident."
Back then, Bella had been certain.
She was different.
She'd never submit.
...But now?
Blood couldn't lie, they said. Here she was, eagerly accepting a bowl from the orc who'd shove his cock in her for life.
She really... just wanted to die.
"...Hey, what're you waiting for? Rape me already."
After finishing the meal, Bella finally gave in.
They say the end of despair is submission.
No matter what she did, this was it.
Her destination was nothing but the orc's cum dump.
Forcing her still-shaking legs to stand, she braced against the wall. If that's what he wanted, she'd even spread her pussy herself.
As if to make it a little less pathetic, she ground her teeth and twisted her hips.
It was all for sex anyway, coming this far.
"...Then, let's get started."
However.
"......"
No matter how long she waited, that womb-shattering orc cock didn't come thrusting in.
Looking back, his dick was still rock-hard, but Zeke just stood there blankly.
"What...? Why? Too presumptuous spreading myself like this?"
Anger boiled up in Bella.
As if dragging her even lower would finally satisfy him.
"You think I want this?! Fuck... then just grab me and rape me like before! Or... ha! Gotta crawl to you on all fours to please you?!"
Even if she escaped by getting the choker off now, by then her body would be ruined—not as magical girl Bella, but as an orc-exclusive fucktoy.
Going back to the Mana Defense Command? Forget past glory; she'd just get caught as a spy and tortured.
So instead, with her face a mess of tears and snot, she headbutted Zeke's belly lightly and begged.
"I'm tired... just do it quick..."
As if pleading for him to shove it in now and let her pass out drowned in cum again.
That's when it happened.
Grab—!
"...!"
She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for it, relaxing her body as much as possible to take the cock.
"...Huh?"
The next instant, it wasn't his cock that approached.
In Zeke's hand was a key, and as it touched her neck—
Click.
"?!"
A sensation spread like lightning.
Her mana... was returning.
Zeke placed the key in her hand, then opened the door.
He gestured down the adjacent passage and said lowly,
"That way leads to the surface."
"S-surface...?"
"Yeah. About 30 minutes to the village."
She stood frozen in shock for a while.
The mana-blocking choker was off.
She knew the escape route.
She could really... leave now.
Then, for the first time, Bella looked straight up at Zeke.
"...Why help me?"
"......"
"Why... let me go?"
He answered quietly.
"Payment."
"...Payment?"
"It was the first time. Holding a woman... all the way without breaking her. So... I didn't want to see you break yourself anymore."
...What the hell was that?
Ironic words from a rapist.
But Bella asked no more.
Fighting now would just waste time.
She turned her back on Zeke and ran.
Back to her place, as Prismatic Eight magical girl 'Yellow Bella'!
But.
"Magical Girl Yellow Prina arrives!!"
"......Huh?"