A Deal with Elia
She opened her eyes on the bed that had already become familiar.
“Nngh… mm… ah…? This is Elia’s lab… isn’t it?”
The same bed where the Yin-Mark had been carved into the flesh covering her womb. Not a single good memory clung to it, but it still beat a goblin village any day of the week.
“You’re awake? Recovery’s faster than I expected. Just what I’d expect from Magical Girl Hermes.”
Elia looked up from the chart she had been scribbling on, and their eyes met.
“I… I’m alive…? I’m actually alive? Did you save me?”
“Save you? Wasn’t that the plan from the start? The period you were to be provided to the goblin village was fixed at one week.”
“F-fuck… f-finally out… so glad I don’t have to look at those bastards’ faces anymore…”
The sheer fact that she had finally escaped that nightmare place brought tears pricking at the corners of her eyes before she could stop them.
She had tried so hard not to cry even in the goblin village. Maybe being rescued had simply let the tension snap.
And all of it was that damn Elia’s fault.
The bitch who had branded the Yin-Mark onto her lower belly and dumped her into a goblin village. Getting rescued by that same bitch felt a little ironic, but…
“This experiment was relatively successful. I was able to obtain some fascinating results. The goblin pack’s lifestyle, social habits, food, clothing, and shelter… and detailed data on why no female goblins existed in the village.”
“Successful? It sure as hell wasn’t for me.”
“No, it was successful for you as well. You should be thanking the Yin-Mark I personally designed. Without it, you’d already be the mother of a hundred goblins by now.”
“……Fuck.”
Just imagining herself turned into a baby factory in that goblin village made her whole body shudder.
Her belly swelling, green goblin spawn crawling out of her…
That lewd succubus cunt branded with the Yin-Mark would never be able to endure the pleasure of each birth and would just go hgyiiiiit♡ and cum, wouldn’t it?
And when the shock of orgasm made her huge tits spurt white baby milk, the goblin pups would latch on and suckle chuuup♡ chuuup, right?
Then the twin nipple-clits getting sucked would make her spray clear climax juice from her baby-launching hole again… and the goblins watching would get so horny they’d start the half-magical-girl goblin manufacturing process all over…
Spending her entire life as a cunt master dedicated to producing baby goblins. Ugh. Just picturing it was horrifying.
“I was worried unexpected variables might appear, but thankfully the Yin-Mark’s contraceptive magic and semen absorption both functioned perfectly.”
If she could just plant one solid fist in that face, she’d die happy.
There was something she had chewed over again and again in the goblin village.
She would escape Gehenna no matter what. She would pay back every last scrap of this humiliation and disgrace, and then she would get out.
If I stay in this place even one second longer, I’m really going to turn into a full succubus…
A pregnancy toilet meant to carry the child of Gehenna’s leader, Gracia.
She would rather die than end up like that.
To run, I need my magic wand… damn it. Where the hell is it?
The magic wand—the very source of a magical girl’s power.
Without it she couldn’t cast magic, couldn’t fly; she was no different from an ordinary woman.
No—wait. She wasn’t an ordinary woman anymore. A succubus-remodeling Yin-Mark had been carved into her lower belly.
More like a sturdy pair of walking titty onaholes than an ordinary woman.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t glare quite so hard. There was nothing personal about it. The client requested a succubus, so I made one, and I simply pursued a little extra efficiency along the way. I investigated the social structure of the goblin village and finished performance testing the Yin-Mark at the same time.”
“Then just let me rest… I’m so tired. I feel like I’m going to die…”
“Then shall we take a short break? A guest has arrived anyway. Someone you know, in fact.”
The moment Elia finished speaking, the laboratory door opened. A familiar face stepped into Gehenna’s lab.
Radiant golden hair as if dusted with gold powder. Sharp, slanted eyes that looked down on people. A sneering curl of the lips and a gaze that insisted she was born superior.
Hermes knew her well.
“Rika…”
Magical Girl Rika.
Unlike Hermes, who had fought villains head-on as a brawler type, Rika was the kind of magical girl who mostly operated on SNS and YouTube; her specialty was hanging back and handing out buffs or debuffs rather than charging to the front and trading blows.
“Well, well, look who it is. If it isn’t the total scrub shit-tier Magical Girl Hermes♡”
She covered her mouth with one hand and laughed in the most infuriating way possible.
Normally Hermes would have delivered a mesugaki-re-education noogie, but without her magic wand she couldn’t do a single thing.
“Rika. Why are you here. Please tell me it’s not what I’m thinking…”
“I don’t know what a loser like you was thinking, but yeah, that’s exactly it, you idiot dumbass scrub. You really thought that brainless charcoal-smear Galea could snatch you without anyone noticing? You think that was possible?”
Back when she had still been whole, she had fought Galea a few times.
Strong enough, sure, but not strong enough to abduct her in an instant—or so she had believed.
“Fufun♡ Of course it was possible, because this Rika-sama—brilliant, beautiful, pure, and clever—was the helper, you dummy dumb-dumb♡ Didn’t they teach you this stuff in school?♡ This Rika-sama has been a magnificent spy for Gehenna all along♡”
A magical girl so popular online that she brought in huge funding and promotional support… and she had been Gehenna’s mole the entire time.
“I should’ve punched her in the face instead of giving her noogies…”
“Too late now, idiot dumbass. You smacked this Rika-sama on the crown of the head every single day. The scrub’s in deep trouble now.”
Rika pulled a phone from her pocket. Her expression lit up bright and excited, exactly like a child opening presents on Christmas morning.
“Know what this is? It’s a phone linked to the demon realm, not Earth. What do you think I’m going to do with it?”
The interface glowing on the screen. Somehow familiar…?
“Tada♡ Looks a lot like Earth’s TwitteX, right? This is Gehenna’s official channel. We needed an advertising model to promote our activities. And oh my… look who’s right here, the perfect talent for the job?”
“Ow…!”
Pink hair was seized by a fellow magical girl.
To have her hair yanked by someone she had once worked alongside…
“Telling you now would be a spoiler and no fun, right? I can’t touch you yet since it’s that dumb bitch’s turn… but just wait until my turn comes around. I’ll make sure there’s not a single person in the demon realm who hasn’t seen your cunt♡”
“Who are you calling dumb, you bat-like magical girl. If it weren’t for His Majesty the Demon King, I would have personally crushed a spy like you.”
Even Hermes felt a chill run down her spine at that voice, yet Rika simply smiled sweetly and spat insults straight into Elia’s face.
“Can’t you see Rika is speaking right now? Why don’t you shut up?”
“…You little rat.”
Elia’s face twisted as she turned away.
“Hermes. Rika just loves watching a stuck-up woman like you tumble down and fall into the gutter until she’s a filthy mess♡ Just looking at you right now, my head is overflowing with ways to turn Magical Girl Hermes’s life into a miserable, disgusting meat toilet and end it for good♡”
“Hiiik…”
“How about sticking a brush up your asshole and making you write with it? Or setting a Guinness record for how many people you can mate with in a single day? Licking the assholes of complete strangers? What about personality excretion?”
“A-ah… d-don’t… please spare me…”
“I won’t kill you♡ I’ll fuck you until you wish you were dead, though♡ So look forward to it, Gehenna’s official promotional onahole♡”
Rika painted a terrifying future and then swept out of the room.
Why would anyone enjoy something like that…
Sex wasn’t supposed to be like that.
It was supposed to be pressing skin against someone you loved, confirming that love for each other, filling yourselves with emotional satisfaction.
She simply could not understand people who treated such a sacred act like a toy.
Didn’t they know pure love? Pure love? Nothing in the world was more precious than pure love. Did these freaks just not get it?
The only thing she understood for certain was that even after every one of Elia’s experiments ended…
the only future waiting for her was getting fucked like a dog all over again.
—kyup-kyup♡
The womb that shuddered violently at that knowledge was definitely because of the Yin-Mark.
♡♡♡♡♡
After Rika left, Hermes sat slumped on the bed for a long while, sunk in gloom.
No escape route from Gehenna in sight, and the comrade she had trusted had been a spy all along.
Worse, the fact that she had been captured and dragged here because of that same comrade hurt more than anything.
“Hmm. This is troublesome. If the test subject stays this depressed, who knows what effect it will have on the next experiment.”
“…Then just don’t do it?”
“I can’t exactly leave a perfectly good test subject sitting idle, though. Hmm.”
Elia tapped her chin.
“Originally, your next experiment was scheduled to be provided as cunt welfare for improving the efficiency of Gehenna personnel. But if I throw you in looking like this, it won’t amount to anything… Hmm. Let’s see. What would be good.”
Elia was currently deliberating over which new dick-hell to shove her into next.
After seeing Rika just now, Elia almost looked kind by comparison.
Both of them were bitches, but at least Elia hadn’t been a spy.
“Elia.”
“What is it? Right now I’m considering scrapping the cunt-welfare experiment and instead mapping which parts of your vagina absorb semen most efficiently and which parts make you cum the easiest.”
Vaginal sensitivity mapping? What the hell was that, you pervert.
“Ah, are you curious about the experimental method? To explain, I would take a toothbrush coated thickly in semen and stimulate every square centimeter of your vaginal walls—”
“Hii…! N-no, more importantly. There’s something more important than that.”
“Something more important than your next experiment? What could that be?”
“Let’s make a deal.”
This was a gamble. An extremely dangerous one.
“A deal? You? With what leverage. A deal is an act that only holds between parties of equal standing. You and I are hardly in that kind of relationship…?”
“This one will interest you. From what I just saw, you and Rika don’t get along, right? You’d love to grab her and kill her right this second, but you can’t, so you’re holding yourself back. Am I wrong.”
The corner of Elia’s mouth twitched.
Maybe it was her imagination, but for the first time since arriving here, Hermes felt she was seeing a real emotion on the woman’s face.
“Hmph. For a lowly human, that was a surprisingly useful insight.”
Clever Elia would already have understood exactly what Hermes wanted to trade from that single sentence.
“Just let me make one phone call. You get to eliminate Rika—good for you. I get to expose that Rika is a spy—good for me. Mutual benefit, right?”
Her own safety mattered, but right now telling everyone that Rika was a spy mattered more.
“…Interesting. Entertaining. Extremely intriguing. Even in this situation you refuse to submit, and you still want to expose the spy hidden among the magical girls. What a waste of talent to leave as a mere magical girl. If you wash out of His Majesty the Demon King’s cock-house, why not come work for Gehenna?”
“Heh. Not happening. Before I wash out as the Demon King’s wife or whatever, I’ll already have escaped.”
Elia sprang to her feet, a smile coloring her voice.
“Very well. Fine. I, Elia, master artisan of Gehenna technology, swear on my name to cooperate with that adorable little plan of yours. However—there is exactly one condition.”
A condition.
It would have been nicer without one, but this was still the best she could hope for.
Honestly, she hadn’t even been sure Elia would accept the gamble. The fact that she had agreed at all was already a win.
“The condition is simple. From this moment on, you will earnestly devote yourself to every single process required to become a succubus. ‘Earnestly’ means you will act extremely proactively. Like a brain-empty whore whose skull is packed solid with semen. Understood?”
“Hmph. Fine. I’ll… try.”
It wasn’t like there was any real force behind it. A vague condition like ‘be earnest’ was nothing.
As if she had read that very thought, Elia locked eyes with her.
“Remember this. Act so proactively it borders on excessive. If I judge that your behavior falls below the acceptable line, I will overturn this entire plan whenever I please.”
“Y-yeah…”
Something felt off, but in the end it was just acting.
She just had to put on a little whore act.
Her head was already too busy fretting over how to play the whore to catch Elia’s quiet murmur.
“Fufufu… stupid inferior species…♡”