Rescue the Dumbass Magical Girls!
After returning safely to Gehenna, I took a break for a while.
The usage rights to Magical Girl Hermes still belonged to Rika, but she seemed busy with something and stayed away from Gehenna for several days. Thanks to that, I got to savor a long-overdue rest.
Eat, play, sleep. Then eat, play, sleep again.
Even if it was just an empty prison cell, at least I wasn’t getting a hundred new “experience points” stuffed into me overnight. Wasn’t this what life was supposed to be?
Most of the slime that had been sitting in my belly vanished as a result. My stomach still bulged like a pregnant woman’s, but I could feel myself drifting further and further away from becoming a full succubus.
After several comfortable days like that, a summons from Gracia—Gehenna’s top executive, no less—only filled me with dread.
“Why the hell is he calling me…?”
I stood in front of Gracia’s door, a place I’d visited before, and fretted hard.
“He said he had something to show me. What kind of fucked-up shit has he cooked up this time?”
Hypnosis? Aphrodisiac training?
Still, it would be fine. As long as I just gritted my teeth and endured, nothing would go wrong.
I steeled myself and stepped into Gracia’s room.
“What the—why do you look normal this time?”
Gracia was lounging on the bed waiting for me… and looked surprisingly ordinary.
No extreme female-corruption shota form like last time, no walking baby-factory futanari either. Just a plain, well-built, handsome man.
“You have come, Hermes. Sit here a moment.”
Gracia patted the space beside him on the bed.
There was no point in pointless defiance, so I quietly sat down next to him.
“Hermes. Roughly a month has passed since you arrived in Gehenna.”
“Probably longer than that. I thought I was going to die of boredom. Everyone kept going on about succubus corruption this, Yin-Mark power that—I figured something would actually happen. Turns out, nothing.”
A few days of rest had topped up my stamina, and now I was brimming with confidence.
What was actually filling my belly was still slime… but at least the confidence was real.
“Hmm. Fair enough. I must concede that point. Even after nearly two months of Gehenna’s harsh training, you have not fallen into a baby-making factory. That formidable will of yours is worthy of recognition. I summoned you precisely to pay my respects.”
“You’ve been rambling forever. What’s the real angle?”
“Then I shall be direct. This has grown tiresome. Shall we not finish it soon?”
Gracia pressed a remote. A massive screen large enough to cover an entire wall descended.
“That’s… the orc village…”
A spot a short distance from the orc settlement. A wooden paddock of timber and plaster was packed with orcs—twice as many as when I had been held there. And in the center of the ring of orcs, familiar faces appeared.
“Those are the magical girls I saw when I was the orcs’ female shield… the ones who beat me…”
Not the entire group from back then, but several of them were now captives in the orc village paddock.
Unlike me, who had been completely naked, these magical girls wore micro cow-print bikinis that barely covered their areolae and pubic hair. Both hands and their necks were locked into wooden stocks, forcing them to kneel on all fours like dairy cows. Cow classification tags dangled from their ears like earrings.
Large and small female udders hung heavy and low; white liquid dripped from the tips like a broken faucet.♡
‘Khh! Let me go, you filthy perverts!’
‘You cheap bastards stole our magic wands! If I still had my wand—if I only had my wand—this never would’ve happened!’
‘Don’t touch my ass! Get your perverted hands off my body!’
‘Kehehehe. Fine harvest. Nothing but delicious magical girls.’
‘First cock-armor was too weak—we threw it away. Useless floppy trash condom. But these females look useful!’
“What the hell is that…?”
“Hmm. As you can see, orc-exclusive milk pouches. Installed in the orc village as a welfare measure to supply fresh milk. Through Gehenna technology they have been modified so that, even without pregnancy, they secrete breast-semen twenty-four hours a day, three hundred sixty-five days a year.”
“A-anyone can see that! I mean—why are my junior magical girls tied up there?! Back then the magical girls crushed them completely! The orcs abandoned me and retreated—I thought they’d already been wiped out!”
“That was largely thanks to the spy Rika. She was the one who scattered the magical girls through the back alleys and goaded them into chasing the orc pack. Isolated and without support, they were defeated one by one and remodeled into dedicated cock-sturdy-milk dispensers for the orc village.”
That bitch Rika again…!
By now I understood exactly what Gracia was about to propose.
“…Let them go.”
“That is not difficult, yet… why? Are they not the same magical girls who, deceived by Rika’s hypnosis, beat and tormented you when you had become nothing more than cock wrapping paper?”
“Even so… we’re both magical girls… I’m their senior… so let them go.”
I bit my lip hard without realizing it.
I was furious. So furious I could die.
I had endured this far. I had gritted my teeth and held on desperately so I wouldn’t fall.
“Hmm. It would certainly be a simple matter… yet it holds no amusement for this body.”
Gracia’s hand rose to my shoulder and stroked it like a lover’s.
“I propose a game. If, through an entire night of baby-factory-womb-pounding mating with this body, you do not become a succubus, I shall free those magical girls. You as well, Hermes—I shall return you to Earth with them.”
“What? Back to Earth? Y-you’re really going to let me go? Then I’d return to Earth still human?”
“However, should you beg me to make you a succubus… I shall pull this out.”
The hand that had been on my shoulder slid down my back and over my ass, then gripped the slime-discharge plug jammed deep into my magical-girl asshole like a miso paste stopper.
“Hnnngh♡”
Hiiigii♡ D-don’t touch that♡ Just that alone feels so good I’m going to die♡
“You know full well what this is. Should this body win, I shall extract it.♡”
Shivers raced through me.♡ A female hole that hadn’t been fucked in days went into heat instantly from the slightest movement of the slime plug.♡
I squeezed my thighs tighter to hide the female nectar already dripping from my hole.♡
“Th-there’s a condition, though—hnnngh♡ U-until I fall, you don’t lay a single finger on the magical girls—ah♡ Ohoh♡”
Gracia’s middle finger hooked the ring of the slime plug and spun it slowly.♡ The plug twirled, stirring the folds of my ass-pussy.♡
I-it’s been so long since I felt a caress like this.♡ The bet hasn’t even started and I’m already about to cum from my pussy.♡
Pleasure blurred my vision.♡ On the screen filling the wall, the magical dairy cows were surrounded by orcs who had already pulled out their cocks.♡
I-if I were down there with them it would feel so good.♡
If I lived the life of a cum toilet too—wearing a micro cow bikini, bound so I couldn’t escape, doing nothing but taking orc cock-pounding—it would feel amazing.♡
Nooo♡ Hold on, Hermes.♡ You can’t fall for this sly bastard Gracia’s scheme.♡
—Twirl-twirl-twirl-twirl♡
Gracia kept talking while playing with the plug in my ass.♡
Ah, that touch.♡ So familiar, so skilled.♡
It made me remember the cock-devotion training from last time.♡
The way he slammed his cock-head into my womb and ordered me to become a cock-house that only ever drank Gracia’s baby-juice for the rest of my life.♡
The romantic sex of that day when he called me a warm hand-warmer living onahole, a cock-juice vial, a female-juice fountain—and treated me like a person by calling me his pregnancy pouch.♡
“Hmm. Very well. I give my word. The orcs’ half-orc manufacturing clubs shall not hold cock-pussy wedding ceremonies with the dairy girls.”
“Good… You better keep that promise. Got it?♡”
“Of course. This body never lies. It is a promise.”
One hand still fondling my ass, the other seized my chin and turned my face so our eyes met.
‘Nnh…♡’
Even in male form, Gracia was beautiful.♡
At first glance an androgynous pretty boy.
Yet the compact muscle packing his body and the massive cock rising between his legs declared him a true male—an alpha male free to fuck a female’s baby hole however he pleased.♡
Never forget this again.♡ The being before your eyes is a male cock-lord so exalted that every female should revere and follow him for life, and he was driving that truth deep into my skull.♡
As an extra blow, Gracia took my hand and guided it to wrap around his rock-hard cock.♡
“H-hnnnngh♡ A cock like this…♡ I don’t want to touch it.♡ I don’t want to touch such a magnificent cock.♡ The moment a cock like this fills my hand…♡ my Yin-Mark and womb start quivering and finish their mating-prep exercises all on their own.♡”
Why is it so huge…♡
Bigger and thicker than any monster, goblin, orc, or dildo I had ever seen.♡
Black, hard, massive, long, thick—ordinary words couldn’t describe it.♡
My loser-blockhead pussy-brain, pickled in cock-juice, couldn’t find the right words for a cock like this.♡
Female-corruption club. Cum-rag manufacturing machine. Magical-girl life-ender with a hobby of NTR.♡ Those were the only labels that fit.♡
To be skewered by a cock like this all night long…♡
I looked at the magical girls held captive in the orc village and hardened my resolve.
“Hang in there. I’ll definitely save you…”