The Orc Village's Communal Magical Girl Hermes!
Several more days had passed since Gracia fucked her senseless once again.
For those few days she had done nothing but lie in bed, save for meals and bathroom trips.
Tired? Hardly.
The Yin-Mark branded on her lower belly drank in Gracia’s semen and converted it straight into energy. If anything, she was overflowing with strength.
Desperate to get speared on Gracia’s cock again? The urge hit her now and then, but she crushed it under sheer willpower.
The real reason she had spent three solid days cooped up in bed—eating, sleeping, washing, and nothing else—was this:
“Uuughhh…! Uwaaah…! This is so fucking humiliating…!”
What the hell did I even do…!
“To get violated by Gracia—leader of Gehenna, archenemy of every magical girl. Look at the state of Magical Girl Hermes…! And halfway through I was the one begging her…”
Crawling around on all fours with Gracia riding her back, clip-clop, clip-clop…!
She had endured every kind of training Gehenna could invent, yet nothing had ever been this degrading, this utterly shameful.
But what choice was there?
Any female who got pounded nonstop for thirty-six hours by a cock like that would have her brain melt into sticky mush and get pumped out as pussy juice, right?
“Still, I held on. Magical Girl Hermes has not fallen.”
That was right. Her goals had not wavered.
Escape Gehenna. Expose Rika’s true identity.
Even while her womb was getting hammered flat, she clung to those two objectives and endured.
“Just wait till I get back. You rotten freak bastards. I’ll rip every last cock off. Especially you, Gracia—I will never forgive you. How dare you piss on my ass? I’ll piss right back on your dick…”
I’ll give you fucking kidney stones.
“But things have been quiet lately.”
No experiments from Elia. That, at least, was nice.
The idle thought had barely finished forming when the prison door swung open and someone stepped inside.
“Hi~. Long time no see, Hermes?”
The woman who sauntered in with that annoyingly bright smile was someone Hermes knew all too well.
“Rika. Why the hell are you here…?”
Don’t tell me…?
“That look on your face says you’ve already figured it out. Bingo. Elia’s turn is over. Now this Lady Rika has taken ownership of the personality-stripped pussy girl. It’s my turn to wreck you completely♡”
“F-Fuck…”
This was bad.
The declaration of war Rika had delivered the day the goblin-village experiment ended still rang crystal-clear in her head.
Rika had said she simply could not stand how much she loved watching a strong, resilient woman like Hermes turn into a filthy, ruined mess.
Unlike Elia, who at least pretended to have the minimal goal of scientific research, Rika’s motives were completely unreadable.
Anal calligraphy. Naked doggy-style. Setting a Guinness record for number of people fucked—every filthy, perverted method imaginable. She had sworn she would use them all to corrupt the magical girl into a magical pussy girl.
“Wait… haven’t we already done most of that…?”
Maybe… it won’t be so bad to endure…?
“Hey, Hermes. I went through every single experiment record you were in. Impressive, honestly. You took ultra-perverted training that no one even knows who dreamed up, and still didn’t fall. I was a little surprised.”
Rika drifted closer, wearing a smile that never quite reached her eyes.
A bad feeling crawled up Hermes’s spine; she edged backward, little by little.
“I’ve never seen training so vulgar, so low-class, so cheap-porn-like. And you still held out. I must’ve been underestimating you. I figured a few good pokes to the pussy would break you, but you’re way tougher than I thought♡”
Her back hit the wall.
Nowhere left to retreat.
“So Rika’s decided to get serious too♡”
“Kgh!”
Pain lanced through her belly…!
Looking down, she saw a syringe buried in her stomach.
“Take a nice long nap. When you wake up you’ll be fully remodeled into a portable orc-cock case♡”
“Orcs… what the fuck now…”
Whatever anesthetic was in the syringe, it dropped her cold.
“Awake? Long time no see, Hermes.”
“Galea…? Where the hell is this?”
The place she had woken up in was… how to put it… a shabby little hut.
Taxidermied animal heads and pelts hung everywhere; the whole cabin looked like something ripped straight out of a fantasy novel.
Galea was smiling brightly right beside her as she came to… and whenever that bitch was smiling, it meant Hermes was completely fucked…
“Glad you’re doing well. I told you the first day they dragged you in, remember? You’re fucked.”
“Shut up. Die. Why am I stuck here with you? And where even is this place?”
“Don’t remember? Rika knocked you out with anesthetic and hauled you all the way out here. She’s something else, coming this far just to mess with you.”
“This place? What the hell is this place. Isn’t it just a hut?”
“What, no explanation at all? Hmm. Figures. Rika’s never been the type to bother explaining things properly.”
With that, Galea opened the hut door.
Hot wind rushed in as the old wooden door swung wide, revealing the scene outside.
“This is an orc village. You know what orcs are, right?”
A dozen or so orcs and crude wooden houses came into view.
Green skin, pointed fangs. Arms and legs thick with muscle, potbellies jutting out.
Easily one-and-a-half times a normal human’s height, with thick stake-like cocks dangling between their legs.
She had seen them plenty during her magical-girl days. Fought them, crushed them by the score.
The same orc packs Gehenna loved to unleash on Earth were right here.
“Fuck… t-this is bad…”
Orcs.
Alongside goblins and elves, the undisputed champions of fantasy erotica—pure mating machines.
Low intelligence, but monsters that crushed you under superior physique and cock-sique.
Images of magical girls defeated by orcs flooded her mind.
She could never forget the sight of a magical girl convulsing while yellow semen poured from her pussy…
And now I’m about to end up looking exactly like that?
Fucked!
“These guys are the orc forces scheduled to attack Earth soon. And Hermes—you’re going with them.”
“What the hell does that mean. You’re sending me to Earth?”
“Don’t worry. We’re not letting you free. We’ll slap magic on you so you look like one of us monsters. Earth’s magical girls will see you as just another ordinary freak, not Hermes.”
“That’s… somewhat of a relief, but… then why not just send a regular monster? I-I might run, you know. Wouldn’t it be easier to just tag along a Gehenna monster? Right?”
It’d be perfect if that bitch Galea went instead of me.
“No can do. Rika came up with a fun little idea. You’re not going with the orcs as a fellow monster. During the Earth attack you’ll be provided as a welfare pussy onahole so they can blow off stress.”
“Huh?”
“We’re going to film former Magical Girl Hermes getting fucked senseless right in front of the other magical girls. Rika gets to scratch her personal itch. The orcs get free pussy welfare. We get a nice training video for new monsters—‘See? Magical girls are this pathetic, nothing to be scared of~’. Win-win.”
“I-I’m fucking… I’m not winning a single thing…”
“What are you talking about. You’re the biggest winner here. Getting outdoor-orc-fucked senseless is the best deal of the lot. Alright then!”
“Whoa!”
Galea kicked her square in the back and shoved her out of the hut!
“You know I’m the monster training instructor, right? Even if you run you won’t get far. These are the cocks that’ll pound you like a dog on Earth—it’d be a shame not to know their names. Spend a few days with the orcs and get acquainted.”
“Hey, hey! Don’t fuck with me! Hey! Let me back in!”
The instant she was thrown outside, every orc’s eyes turned sticky and lewd.
They were clearly already hard at the thought of fucking her senseless.
They held back while she was still talking to Galea, but the second that door closed…
“W-Wait! Galea, wait! Let’s talk a second. Huh? Just a tiny second!”
She lunged and caught the closing door.
If that door shuts I’m fucked…!
“……”
A quick glance over her shoulder showed every single orc staring straight at her.
Chopping wood, repairs—everything had stopped. All of them were fixed on her.
Cocks already standing stiff at the thought of charging the moment the door closed were on full display.
“What. I want to go inside and sleep.”
“L-Let me in too… please? You know what kind of creatures orcs are.”
“Of course I do.”
“I-If you leave me out here I’ll really die… I’ll die as a cock skewer…”
“Honestly that’s none of my business, but… hmm… fine. I’ll give you one chance.”
“Chance?”
Instead of answering, Galea drew the sword hanging at her waist.
“Is that a real sword?”
“Of course it’s real. What, you think it’s fake? Magical girls might get by with just a wand, but monsters like us need to know how to use everything.”
Galea spun the blade lightly, as if it were an extension of her own arm, then drove it into the ground with a solid thunk. The sword stood upright right in front of the hut entrance.
“Orcs live by pure survival of the fittest. Strong is enough. Tough is king. The weak can’t even think of resisting no matter what the strong do. Violence is the alpha and the omega.”
“Uh…”
“Don’t want to get fucked? Then fight and win. Beat the strongest orc and you’re the new boss.”
Fight and win with nothing but one sword?
Against those mountain-of-muscle orcs? Without a magic wand?
Back when she was a magical girl these things had been easy prey. One casual swing of her hand sent dozens flying.
But now, stripped of the wand’s power… could she even take one of them?
“Anyway, I gave you a chance. If you’re really strong you can beat an orc bare-handed. Figure out the rest yourself.”
While Hermes’s head was still spinning, Galea shut the hut door and disappeared inside.
“Ah… this is bad…”
She turned. The orc pack was already closing in, slow and deliberate.
Roughly ten of them.
Bodies far beyond human, brains stuffed with nothing but sex and pussy—pure mating monsters.
“Haa… haa… t-this is bad… fuck… fuuuuck…”
She yanked the sword free in a panic.
The first time she had ever held a real blade; it was longer and heavier than she expected.
“Damn it… thinking about it just pisses me off. Why the hell do I have to cower in front of fucking orcs…!”
They look like that, but maybe they’re weaker than they seem.
When I was a magical girl even a hundred of them charging at once never scared me. I drove them off without blinking, right?
Maybe it wasn’t that I was strong—maybe orcs are just ridiculously weak trash beyond imagination?
“I’ll win… I’ll beat them… fucking orcs… just orcs, no big deal. I’ve got a sword. M-Maybe if I just stab a few times they’ll cry and run? Maybe the sword alone will scare them into surrendering. You never know…”
Watching them approach, she built a perfect plan in her head.
Just one. Kill just one.
Stab him wild until he’s half-dead, then tell the rest to surrender if they don’t want the same fate.
“Alright. This is enough. Rika, you dumb bitch. Think I’ll just take it lying down?”
She planted her feet, faced the orcs, and gripped the sword hard with both hands.
“Come at me! Come on, you trash orcs!”
Intimidated by her confident stance, the orcs actually hesitated.
Good! It’s working!
“Do you know who I am?! Huh?! I-I am Magical Girl Hermes! Even your instructor Galea has never beaten me! One sword is more than enough for green pigs like you! Come on!”
She took a step forward. The orcs took a step back.
They’re scared! They’re actually scared of me!
It really is working!
“What spirit…”
“M-Maybe what she said about beating Galea-nim is true…”
“Magical girls are… scary…”
“W-Whoever wants to die first, step up! I’ll slice you open!”
She advanced slowly, wildly swinging the gleaming blade!
“Eek…”
“That’s Galea-nim’s sword…”
Whether they feared her or the sword, the orcs were chicken!
Alright! There’s a real chance!
Hmph! You didn’t see this coming, Galea! Rika!
I am Magical Girl Hermes!
Even if Gehenna’s been treating me like trash-pussy Hermes, I’m still the strongest magical girl who’s crushed countless monsters!
Even without a wand, orcs are nothing!
She stood before the pack, sword clenched tight, ready to strike the second any of them charged.
“Anyone want to die first? Huh? Come out anytime. I’ll slice you like th—ah.”
She swung the sword in a big, intimidating arc—and her grip gave out. The blade flew free.
All that wild swinging to cow the orcs had drained every ounce of strength from her arms.
The sword spun through the air.
“I messed u—”
-Bang!
“Kwooooooh♡”
T-This bastard♡ The second he realized I was weak he went straight for a gut punch♡
He knew right away the female in front of him was weak and immediately used the easiest, most efficient way to subdue her—a gut punch♡
“She’s weak!”
“Trash! Loser!”