Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Would a Magical Girl Do Something Like This?
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Where the hell did they figure it out from?
Sora broke out in cold sweat inwardly.
The dress code for the Villain Gala was this disgraceful scrap of fabric that left her nipples and pussy fully exposed. Not only had she been forced to wear it, but now, right in front of the mansion's main gate, another command had dropped.
"Make yourself squirt and cum."
It was a dogshit order.
"Eek…."
Just the breeze creeping up between her legs was already making her pussy juices trickle down her thighs.
Feeling all those eyes locked on her pussy, Sora's face flushed beet red, her expression turning on the verge of tears.
But then.
"Hey, what the fuck is this bullshit?"
Taegon stepped forward, his face twisted in a scowl.
"D-Darling!"
Sora's eyes lit up for a moment.
Of course—he's pissed that his wife is being humiliated like this…!
Her heart had sunk, but relief washed over her that this man was on her side, after all.
But that illusion shattered in mere seconds.
Taegon flashed a leisurely smile and slowly turned to the guard.
"You telling me… my wife doesn't wanna squirt, so you're insisting she's a Magical Girl faker?"
"…Huh?"
"Unbelievable. Then open your eyes wide and watch."
Taegon suddenly pulled Sora into his embrace by the waist and grinned wickedly at the crowd.
"My wife's a cute little bitch who gushes pussy juice just from a finger shoved in. Magical Girl? Don't make me laugh. She's just my personal onahole that I fuck every night."
"U-Uwaaaah?! D-Darling…!"
Sora's eyes widened in despair.
They'd been teary just moments ago, but now her whole face burned red with shock and shame.
Taegon didn't care. In front of the crowd, he grabbed her thighs and spread them apart.
"See? Just one finger…."
Squish!
Her seemingly tight pussy gaped open pathetically and swallowed his finger whole.
In that instant, Sora's eyes rolled back as a scream burst out.
"Nnghoook?! Aaah, nooo…!♥"
The sound of his finger sliding in was accompanied by a sticky gush from deep inside her pussy—splat.
Her juices soaked the see-through fabric and dripped onto the red carpet below.
"Ah, haaah…! P-Please stop… everyone's watching, eek!♥"
Sora shook her head desperately, on the brink of tears, but Taegon smirked and thrust deeper.
Pushing in until his wrist met her skin, her hips bucked wildly on their own, filling the air with wet, squelching sounds.
"Heh… See what I mean? A Magical Girl couldn't make her pussy quiver like this from just a finger like a cock."
The nearby villains snickered in whispers.
"Look at her—real deal. Moaning like a whore from one finger."
"Heh… impressive wife you've got. Must've trained her good."
"At this level, you could've tamed her with fingers alone, no dick needed."
Sora's mind went hazy with humiliation.
But her pussy betrayed her, twitching and clenching around Taegon's finger like it was sucking him in.
Her juices kept overflowing, as if begging thrust more on their own.
And that wasn't the end of it.
"Hey! What the hell is this pathetic display?!"
"…?"
The Lizardman guard raised his voice in anger.
As if this little fingering wasn't nearly enough.
"The male's kindly finger-fucking your pussy, and not even a 'Thank you♥'? And what's with that pose?! A trained bitch takes her pussy-pounding in the submission stance!"
"Th-Thank… you? Submission stance…?"
Sora's face grew even redder as time passed.
Just having her pussy fingered in front of everyone was mortifying enough, and now they were demanding more, saying it wasn't sufficient.
That was when it happened.
Taegon pressed his lips to Sora's ear and whispered in a low, wicked voice.
"Sora… truth is, among villains, all females except a few special ones are treated like bitches."
"Nng?!"
"So in a place like this, when your husband 'sir' fingers your pussy… the proper response is smiling and saying 'Thank you, please thrust more♥'—that's the unwritten rule."
"Uuuuh?!"
Tears welled up in Sora's eyes instantly.
Turning intimate couple foreplay into a pervert's thank-you speech in public.
Shame boiled through her body like fire.
But that was just the beginning.
Taegon blew hot breath into her ear again, revealing an even cruder secret.
"And that 'submission stance' the guard mentioned… it's like this."
Whisper whisper.
"Eek?!♥"
Before she could even finish hearing it, heat exploded above her head—pop!
Juices streamed down between her legs, staining the red carpet with humiliating blotches.
"Th-That kind of pose… h-here… in front of everyone?!"
No way.
She couldn't.
The senior Magical Girl idolized by all the young ones.
And even as a woman, she didn't want to do something as beastly as that 'submission stance'—not even if she died.
The moment she did it, even for undercover work, it'd feel like crossing an irreversible river.
But.
"See? Can't do it, huh? Guess you really are a Magical Girl faker! In that case… we'll start by killing that male next to you!"
"?! No! Taegon…!"
The Lizardman's twin blades flashed, pressed right against Taegon's neck.
The sharp edges glinted ominously in the light.
Sora's face crumpled in tears.
Her husband, who had infiltrated with her despite knowing the danger, all because of her.
And now he was about to get his throat slit because of her stubborn pride.
On top of that, Taegon was… a desk-jockey executive with zero combat skills.
He could sway the Alliance with paperwork and HR management, but in front of blades, he was just a helpless human.
One swing from a grunt Lizardman would sever his head clean off.
Transform here?
She could hold out as a Magical Girl, but….
Taegon would get swept up in the rampaging villains the moment fighting started and torn to shreds in seconds.
Sora gritted her teeth.
In the end, this situation… was a disaster brought on by her hesitation.
If her husband died, it'd be entirely her fault.
Thinking of that reality, tears and snot mixed and streamed down her face.
Her body trembling violently, she finally.
"Bu-Buhiiiit!♥"
The Lizardman narrowed his eyes and tilted his head.
"Hm?"
"Sorryyy! Buhiiiit!♥ I dared to resist in front of you great males, even as a mere bitch! I'll take the submission stance right nowww!"
What came from Sora's mouth was no longer refined speech.
A vulgar sow's squeal, mixed with desperate instinct and the madness to save her husband.
Her pride discarded, an apology as a female animal.
With her shaking body, she clasped her arms above her head as if bound.
Then she spread her trembling thighs wide, exposing her pussy, asshole, and nipples stark naked to the crowd.
"I'll spread my pussy and show everything… so please, please spare my husbanddd!♥"
Pussy juice droplets trickled onto the red carpet.
Each one like a stamp proclaiming I'm a bitch—train me.
"Hoo… definitely. The leg spread angle and arms-up-behind-head position could use work. But it's the bitch submission stance no Magical Girl could pull off."
"Hnnng…!"
Sora's whole body burned hot.
Then Taegon brazenly chuckled and spoke up.
"Of course. My Sora's a loyal maso slave I train every evening. Want me to make her cum right here?"
"Hmph! Fine, show us."
The Lizardman eyed them suspiciously, eyes narrowed.
Submission stance alone isn't enough. Gotta finger her pussy till she squirts.
Taegon nodded and leisurely twisted his finger into Sora's kneeling, exposed pussy.
Squish—!
Her tightly closed walls parted again, sticky juices bursting out all at once.
Instantly soaking his finger and the carpet with wet squelch, squelch sounds echoing.
"Hiiik?! Nnghoook♥"
Sora's back arched reflexively as her body quivered.
She kept her hands clasped above her head for the submission pose, but between her legs, droplets shamefully splattered—splash, splash.
"Darling, you're doing great."
Taegon stroked her head with his other hand, whispering praise and instructions at once.
"But… everyone's doubting if you're a real bitch. So give your thanks."
"Kkuht…♥"
Sora's pussy quivered as if agreeing with her husband's words.
Under the crowd's piercing gazes, her lips trembled as she cried out.
"Th-Thank youuu!♥ Thank you for finger-fucking my pussy that I could only masturbate alone… thank you, husband sirrr!"
"Heh, for real."
"See? Total bitch. No Magical Girl would thank like that."
The crowd erupted in laughter and jeers.
One villain shoved his bitch slave's head down onto his cock, forcing her to suck as he vented his excitement.
Other bitch slaves glared at Sora with jealous eyes and, unprompted, spread their legs to masturbate.
"Hnn, haaaah…! E-Everyone's watchinggg…♥"
Tears of shame streamed down Sora's face, but her pussy slurped greedily at his finger with squish, squish sounds.
Her womb trembled, gathering squirt droplets relentlessly.
"Darling… you're about to cum, huh?"
Taegon whispered wickedly.
"Nnghoook?! H-Husband sir…! I'm… I'm gonna cum soonnn!♥"
"Yeah, cum."
"Cumminggg…! Hiiiit♥♥"
Sora threw her head back, her whole body shuddering.
In that moment, sticky squirt exploded from her pussy—sploooosh!
The transparent liquid sprayed across the red carpet, spreading like a vulgar mark of her bitch climax.
The crowd clapped amid roars of laughter and catcalls.
"For real!"
"Not a Magical Girl—that's a trained bitch."
"Heh, blew her pussy wide open just to save her husband."
Sora panted, sniffling through tears.
"Haaah… haaaah…♥"
Her face a mess of tears and snot.
But her pussy still twitched, shamefully proving the afterglow of her recent pleasure.