Enemy (3): No Dialogue, Just Ravishment
I don't know if I should call it fortunate, but... it feels a bit different from the monsters I've faced so far. You saw how it obeyed Vega's words earlier, right? Not in a dream, but in reality. So maybe it can communicate?
"Um, ex-excuse me...?"
"……"
Communicate, my ass. All I get in response is that erect cock pressing firmly against my stomach and ass.
Monster... or should I call it a corrupted human?
Thanks to getting way too close, I notice one thing: unlike the monsters where the Abyss engulfs their entire body, this feels more like it's seeped into the skin. What's the difference? Hell if I know...
I'm trying to ignore the sticky, hard sensation of the glans pressing into my belly by distracting myself with random thoughts when—
Suddenly, two hands shoot out from behind and grab my breasts, squeezing hard.
"...You're just as much of a pervert obsessed with lewd stuff as the monsters."
Well, yeah. I knew that from the start when it shoved its erect cock right up against me. I expected it...
Unfortunately, my expectations were spot on.
The hands gripping one breast each start moving slowly.
"Ngh, ah..."
Why the hell does a magical girl's dress have to have such a ridiculously deep cleavage... damn it! I can feel every single fingertip brushing my bare skin.
It's like it's appraising them—as it lifts my breasts from below and gives a light shake, they sway heavily, jiggling.
...Feels like I've turned into some toy, and it pisses me off for no reason. No, screw that—the whole situation is outrageous from the start. Outrageous!
"H-hey, could you ease up a bit...? Just because it's a dream doesn't mean I'm not gonna fight ba—"
I try to move my hands to pry off the ones toying with my breasts, but this time it comes from the front. The corrupted human's right hand suddenly clamps onto my jaw.
Huh, what's this? Plan change. Gotta get this hand off first. With two hands, even against a corrupted human, I should be able to free at least one... one or...
"L-let... go, you... ugh...!"
No dice. My resistance means nothing, like it never happened...
And with that, the corrupted human's hand gripping my jaw slowly slides downward. Naturally, my head follows, tilting lower and lower.
"Hah, yeah... this was the goal, right? Not surprising anymore, it's so predictable..."
Right in front of my dragged-down eyes looms a thick cock. Already glistening, coated in sticky precum at the tip.
I figured this would happen, but that doesn't make it any less shocking. Like in horror movies—you know the ghost is about to jump out, but you still flinch...
"C-can you not shove your dick in my face while I'm trying to think?"
I'm desperately trying to ignore the throbbing cock right in front of me, but it's not easy. This corrupted human bastard keeps thrusting his hips forward, forcing it into my view. And from behind, those hands are now freely kneading my breasts...!
The thick shaft twitches slowly in time with its pulse. That fishy, heavy masculine scent invades my lungs without permission.
"...Mm."
It's familiar. Thanks to that... that monster last time slathering its precum all over my mouth on its own.
Ha... if I keep my mouth shut, am I gonna get force-fed again? I hate that. But opening wide obediently? That's... ugh, tough too.
Have I gotten used to these dreams just because I've lost a few times? Or am I just being too complacent?
In this dream, I don't have a choice anyway.
The corrupted human doesn't wait for me to decide. It just starts on its own.
The hand that was on my jaw slides up, grabbing a fistful of my hair like a handle.
Before I can instinctively pull my head back from the bad feeling, it slams my face downward.
My closed lips are forced apart, and the cock pushes in with a squelch.
"Mmph, mmph...! M-mph, guh, mmph..."
In an instant, the hot, hard shaft fills my mouth completely, sealing it shut.
"Guh, hrrph, mph... hrrph, mmgh..."
Hard to breathe... it's so fishy and bitter. But this taste and smell are annoyingly familiar...
My jaw is stretched wide, saliva dripping down constantly. No reason to stop it, but for some reason, my lips keep pursing instinctively.
I feel the hands that were playing with my breasts sliding down my waist.
I know exactly where they're headed. Can't stop them in my current state, though...
The hand slips under my skirt, roughly yanking my panties aside and down.
And without a word—no warning or anything, not that I expected any courtesy.
"...Mm, mmph—♡ Hn♡ M-mmph♡"
Fingers plunge into my pussy, stirring it roughly like they're digging around.
Too violent and crude to call foreplay, but in this dream where even pain turns to pleasure, it's pure ecstasy.
"Grr, mmgh—♡ Mph♡ Mmgh, grr, grrmph—♡"
Every time the thick index finger churns my folds, a chilling wave of raw pleasure shoots up my spine, slamming straight into my brain. And the precum leaking from the cock in my mouth seeps in—
"...Mm, mph—♡ Grr, hrrph, grr, guk—♡"
Squelch—♡ Squish—♡ Slurp, sluuuurp—♡
The wet sounds echo every time fingers ram into my soaking pussy.
I can't even breathe properly, barely swallowing around the cock blocking my mouth, lips pursed tight.
As those fingers pound my pussy—♡ squeezing them desperately, I cum.
"Hah, haa, mm, bruu—♡ Mm, mbrph, mph—♡"
Annoying, annoying, so annoying...♡ I hate how good it feels as the fingers scrape my walls on the way out.
Pop—♡ So tight from how hard I was clenching—the sound of them pulling free is crystal clear.
And now, in that empty spot, the cock approaches.
The one that's been wedged between my ass cheeks, grinding slowly for ages.
Y-yeah... I knew it. I expected this would happen anyway.
...It's coming. It's entering... Squiiiish—♡ Sluuuurp—♡
"Hnn, mmmph—♡ Mph, mm, mmph♡ Mph♡ Mph♡"
My hips tremble uncontrollably as it burrows deeper bit by bit.
So... thick... Can't lift my head because of this bastard's hand pressing down, can't breathe, and every desperate gasp fills my lungs with thick, heavy air reeking of hot cock—
I have to stand on tiptoes just to match the height, and now more than halfway in, buried deep in my lower belly, it starts pressing dully against my womb.
The hands I tried to resist with... are grabbed by the corrupted human behind me, turned into handles.
And in this moment of defeat, I... I...
"...Mm, mmm...♡ Hnn, mmph, grr, grrk—♡"
With my oxygen-starved brain barely functioning, I'm cumming nonstop.
I feel the cock that was fully sheathed pull back.
The glans's flared ridge drags—♡ scraaaape—along my walls, retreating—
"Mmm♡ Mm♡ Mmmph♡ Hnn, mmph—♡"
And again. Slam—!
"...♡, ...♡♡"
Gulping down the cock slamming into my throat...
I cum. Legs on tiptoes shaking, lower belly bulging from the thick invader twitching.
Unable to make a sound, but clearly lost in ecstasy for anyone to see.
I've never been good at multitasking. Focus on one thing, and I forget the other; fix one, and the rest falls apart...
It's the same now.
"Slurp, mm, mmm—♡ Mm, mph...♡"
Without thinking, my pussy clamps—♡ squeeze—milking pleasure from it, and if I try to ignore that, my mouth and tongue are suddenly lapping at the cock eagerly. But if I focus on breathing...
My pussy starts feeling good again... What do I do? ...What can I do? Just endure. Keep cumming—cum again and again until the dream ends...
"...Haa."
I open my eyes with a deep breath.
The air in my room isn't exactly fresh, but at least there's no lingering fishy stench.
"Haa, haa... N-next time there's two opponents, I'm never absorbing it, no way."
My mouth and lower belly still feel sticky... ugh.
It came two or three times in each, so that slimy sensation lingers...
But I survived the dream again. Got power as a reward, and one question about Spica.
Still tons of questions about Spica, but I kept it simple today. I was worried about Sirius, who must've been fighting while I was dreaming.
"Asked if I knew her, and it said 'maybe'? What kinda answer is that? Even twenty questions wouldn't allow such a vague response."
Grumbling, I fling the window wide open.
Fortunately, it's still dark night outside. Clock says almost midnight... Wait, I only slept three hours?
"Whatever, works out. Can't contact her without my phone anyway, so let's head back there."
I leap out the window, flying toward the XX Building where I fell earlier.
The rooftop is... predictably empty when I arrive.
"Hope she got back safe, Sirius... Gotta thank her for the help next time."
My shattered phone lies in pieces on the rooftop, but I don't pick it up. No way it'd work smashed like this...
"Huh?"
Something's lying next to the phone.
"What's this...?"
A palm-sized chunk of ice. Transparent, sharply pointed at the ends in a long diamond shape, perfectly symmetrical.
Made by Sirius? Ice comes out when she uses her powers.
But if so, there should be more pieces...
"...Kinda weird."
Feels ominous. But who do I even tell? Oh, right. Deneb!
I know it's rude to show up unannounced, but circumstances demand it.
"Let's go."
"Wh-what... wh-wh-what is... th-this...?"
This is Deneb's house. I'm sitting blankly on the huge sofa in the spacious living room, staring at the wall as the projector beams a video onto it.
"I-it just... st-started... w-watch it... t-to the end..."
Deneb's words are drowned out by the smooth voice of Vega in the video.
The video shows Sirius.
Slap—♡ Slap—♡ Slam—!
Sirius, face-down on the bed with her ass raised high, getting fucked by a corrupted human.