From Elia to Rika
—Knock knock.
"Your Majesty. It is the Chief Technologist. A full day has passed—may I enter?"
"Enter."
Permission granted, Elia took hold of the doorknob to Gracia's chamber and turned it.
The instant the door swung open, a hot, sticky, lewd stench slammed into her face like a heatwave.
"Mmm..."
The reek of copulation was so thick and cloying she half-wondered whether simply peeling off her panties in this room might get her pregnant. Less a smell of semen than a fog of cunt-juice—a mist of cum.
This is intense even for me. When I get back, it's been a while since I...
The starter-juice of a superior male of outstanding ability and talent—womb-factory seed. Even Gehenna's greatest mind was still only a female; it was only natural that Elia's womb gave a little throb♡.
Hermes went into that room a day and a half ago... thirty-six hours of continuous mating. A rare record—one I've never seen even before His Majesty developed erectile dysfunction, let alone after.
Elia deduced that the Demon King's erectile dysfunction had been completely cured.
"I trust you are well, Your Majesty."
"Haa... haa... huu... Indeed. This body is in a most excellent mood at present."
The Demon King sat on the bed looking tired yet refreshed. Beneath him, a certain magical girl lay sprawled, her entire body slathered thickly with semen, crushed under the Demon King's ass.
Her once beautiful, dignified face was hidden beneath that rear, out of sight.
—Slurp♡ Suck♡ Squish♡
"What is Hermes doing under there?"
"Ah. This? She begged me not to mate with this body's cock any longer. Said her cunt and asshole would break if we kept going. So this merciful body granted her the opportunity to serve with her lips and her tit-tanks instead."
—Suck♡ Squish♡ Slurrrp♡
The ceaseless wet sounds of a thoroughly perverted magical girl, her face pinned under the shota's ass with no rest. A squish♡ of sucking, a smack♡ of kissing, a lap-lap♡ of tongue scraping—Elia got the general idea of what was happening.
—Slap-slap-slap♡ Thwack-thwack♡ Squish-squish♡
And the magical girl's enormous tits kept working the cock sandwiched in her cleavage runway, stimulating that shaft of female corruption. How long had it been wedged there? The valley of her breasts was full of white frothy cum-foam.
"Hmm. The open-type breast onahole has gone dry. Needs lotion."
The small shota hands roughly scraped the semen off Hermes's body and scattered it into her cleavage.
—Squelch♡ Schlick♡ Squelch♡
Lewd, perverted bubble-sounds filled the room.
The magical girl who once cried out for light and justice, now serving the Demon King's ass with her lips, caressing the unforgivable enemy's cock with the very symbols of abundant motherhood.
"How long has she been at it?"
"About three hours, I should think. Hmm. Growing rather dull now."
The shota Demon King rose.
With a sticky stretch, a clump of semen and cunt-juice pulled like glue between face and ass before snapping free.
"Squish♡ Suck♡ Chomp♡ Squoooosh♡"
Hermes, eyes glazed from oxygen deprivation, ahegao face with eyes rolled back, lips pursed out, tongue flicking like an octopus. The shota ass that had been sitting on her face was gone, yet her red tongue kept circling.
"This is... less a human than an ass-service bidet whose brain has been completely fried, tongue moving on pure reflex. Pavlov's dog—or rather, Gehenna's cunt-dog—wouldn't be an unfair name."
"Look at that face. Ruined as a woman, but as a female, the correct attitude."
"Lap-lap♡ Slurp-slurp♡ Chompoooosh♡"
Hermes stretched her lipstick-smeared lips out, still serving an ass that was no longer there. Curly pubic hairs clung to the corners of her mouth.
"Indeed... that expression makes one doubt whether any knowledge remains in her head at all. A face that knows nothing in this world but cock and cunt. What's with the lipstick on her lips?"
"I painted lipstick on this body's asshole and made her deep-kiss it. The lipstick applied quite prettily."
"Mmm..."
Countless vivid lipstick marks remained on Gracia's lower body. From the tip of the cock down the shaft, both balls, the perineum, the ass and the cleft between—a continuous trail of red kiss-marks.
"Lap-lap♡ Ohok♡ Chorororot♡ Euhoook♡ Ahi♡ Hehi♡ Hehi♡ Cunt♡ Cunnt♡"
"As expected of Your Majesty. Finishing Hermes in a day and twelve hours."
"No. Surprisingly, Hermes has not fallen. She still dreams of escape and revenge."
"What...? That's... impossible?"
The Demon King was still breathing hard. If Gracia's sturdy body was tired, how intense had the sex been—and how much pleasure had Hermes felt taking every last second of it?
A long, fierce fuck that left the huge shota cock swollen even larger with cunt-juice. Thirty-six hours of continuous cock-meal-cunt pounding, and she still hadn't fallen?
Magical girls from other worlds fell to corruption climax in three seconds of penetration...
"Chief Technologist. This is the first time I have heard you call something impossible. Her mind has snapped, yet she has not abandoned a magical girl's duty. Observe."
Gracia clenched a fist.
The target: Hermes's bulging belly. Stuffed full of cock-juice in womb and rectum, her belly was swollen like a tadpole.
Why is there a target drawn on her belly...?
—Bam♡
The shota fist struck the magical girl's stomach.
A perfect hundred points.
"Ohoooooook♡ Khek♡ Kuhuuuuk♡ N-no♡ Don't want semen release♡ Don't want more punishment♡ Don't want two-hole fisting cunt-asshole squats anymoreeeeee♡ That♡ That♡ Thaaat♡ Holding it♡ Holding it♡"
Hermes clenched her cunt and asshole hard, enduring the semen-piss eruption. The face that had been miming lap-lap on an asshole twisted into something vulgar.
"Hermes. What are you thinking right now?"
"Reveeenge♡ Reveeengeeee♡ Magical Girl Hermeees♡ Will have her revengeee♡ Ohoooook♡"
"Hmm."
"This Hermes♡ Thinks she'll fall to a mere cock♡ Thinks she'll fall to a magnificent cock-sama that wrecks her cunt and female life♡ Reveeenge♡ Gonna do it♡ Gonna escapeee♡"
"Good heavens... to think she still hasn't fallen. This is truly unexpected."
"This body thinks the same. Her cunt is cock-meal, but her willpower is formidable."
The magical girl's head was already finished, full of nothing but cunt♡ cock♡ semen♡—yet she still hadn't fallen.
"A magical girl who doesn't fall... ah, that gets me hard."
—Bam♡
"Kkhoiiiiiiik♡ Hii♡ Hii♡ Kuhuuuut♡ Head♡ Gone♡ Head gone♡ Melted away♡ Without warning cock in the asshooole♡ Ohok♡ Ass-cunt broken♡ Hole spread open and won't closeee♡"
"You cum-tumbler. What did this body tell you to do when I thrust my semen-delivery cock into you?"
"Th-thank♡ Thank thank♡ Euhiik♡ Th-thank you, kkuuuuuk♡"
Every time the cock bam♡ bam♡ slammed into her asshole, climax-juice and semen sprayed from her cunt, until finally Hermes came with a refreshing gush of cunt-juice. Yet Gracia's cock-pounding still did not stop.
"Kkheeeek♡ I-I came♡ I cameee♡ Please stooop♡"
"Silence. Chief Technologist. Plug that cock-juice-tumbler's mouth."
"Ah, yes."
A soggy white flag lay by the bed; Elia roughly wadded it up and stuffed it into Hermes's mouth.
"H-hheh? Hbeh! Hbrrrrr♡ Bh♡ Bheb♡ Bbubibbebbi♡"
"Chief Technologist... you are a frightening person."
"Pardon?"
"Hmm. Never mind. It is nothing."
—Bam♡ Bam♡ Bam♡ Bam♡ Bam♡
While fast-fucking the magical girl's cunt like a dog, Gracia explained the cause of the erectile dysfunction to Elia.
"If I understand correctly... you said the erectile dysfunction occurred because there was no woman as vulgar as Hermes?"
"You have understood precisely. It is similar to a child who once grew aroused by the thudding chest-sounds of mashing the read button on an electronic dictionary—once that child watches porn, those chest-sounds never excite them again. Having received a greater stimulus, they no longer respond to lesser ones."
"I understand the general idea."
"Therefore, Chief Technologist, I have a command for you."
—Bam♡ Bam♡ Bam♡
"Bbbuuuut♡ Bhe♡"
"Make Hermes even more vulgar and perverted. Utterly base and filthy. Remodel her into a lowly female onahole so vulgar that not a soul in Gehenna remains who does not know the feel of Hermes's cunt-flesh. So long as this tightness is preserved, I care not for the means or methods."
"I receive your command."
In effect, it was a death sentence for Magical Girl Hermes.
But it was also a birth certificate for cunt-girl Hermes, so perhaps it evened out...?
"However, regrettably... I do not believe I will be able to carry out this command myself."
"Why?"
"My turn is over. I have used all the opportunities allotted to me across three experiments."
"You used Hermes as a test subject. You mean the number of times has run out?"
"Yes. Rika, Galea, and I were all deeply interested in Hermes. After our dispute, we agreed to take turns owning Hermes's human rights and cunt-rights. My turn has ended."
"Who is next?"
"Rika. The spy who infiltrated the magical girls. It is her turn now. And regarding her, there is something important I must tell you..."