The Extraction
So, there really was a Magical Girl chosen by the Sun.
Looking at the three people in this photo, they seem incredibly close. If Altair said she just finished fighting, then does that mean...
Did she turn into something like Vega?
“Solar was, uh… to put it simply, she played the role of the captain, the leader, that kind of thing…”
Deneb said, looking down at the photo.
In the center of the four, a Magical Girl was laughing brightly while hugging Altair and Sirius.
Solar… I’ve never heard of such a Magical Girl, let alone her name.
“She was the st, strongest among us… even though she never once had a dream.”
“Then what happened to her…?”
Deneb shook her head side to side this time.
“N, nobody knows… She disappeared four years ago and recently reappeared… For now, we’ve only c, confirmed that she’s on the same side as Vega.”
Four years. Vega said she disappeared a few months ago and came back, but four years is…
“Anyway, this is what she looks like now… If you happen to run into her, you must r, run away.”
On the phone screen Deneb held out, there was a Magical Girl with an atmosphere quite different from the Solar in the photo I had just seen.
She didn’t have it in the old photo, but now she’s wearing an eyepatch. That’s… surely not just for show.
“You saw Altair get hurt earlier, right…? Even if Vega seems to l, like you, I don’t know about Solar…”
Senior Vega likes me… Ugh, even if the direction seems a bit wrong, it’s not entirely untrue.
But I’ll pass on that kind of affection. The same goes for her gifts!
“Hey, Senior Deneb.”
“Y, yeah…?”
“So… what do I do now?”
Because of Altair’s sudden appearance, the topic shifted to Solar, and I admit that’s important. But I’m… I’m in a serious situation too!
I have to do something about this suffocating feeling building up in my ch, chest, quickly…
“Eh… that, um, well…”
Does Deneb not have a good solution either?
I came here only trusting Deneb… The Fake Dream failed, so what am I supposed to do now…
“It’s not c, certain, but there is one way…”
“Wh- what is it? What is it!”
I guess this is what it feels like to grasp at straws.
I grabbed Deneb’s hand and listened to her method with a desperate heart.
“So… you’re saying Spica’s p, power is currently filling your chest in a different form…?”
A different form… that’s right. Though there is the problem that the form itself is very strange.
“So, just… drain it all out at once.”
“Wh, what? Ah… no! That’s a l, little… ugh, ugh…”
“But there probably isn’t any other w, way… as of now.”
…Drain it all out.
So, I have to squeeze out all of this heavy stuff filling my chest?
“If you completely, entirely remove the Abyss… and leave no Abyss in your body, the side effects will end.”
“But then, won’t I lose all my power?”
“When you squeeze it out, c, collect it in a cup… and put Spica’s gem in the cup before you sleep. Then the side effects will disappear while you sleep, and the gem will automatically ab, absorb the power…”
At least, it’s certain that Deneb is smarter than me.
I couldn’t even think of a method like that… but at the same time, it’s a little, no, very em, embarrassing method…!
“…Are you sure there’s really no other way?”
“I… I’m sorry, this is my f, first time dealing with a case like this, so this is the only method that comes to mind right now.”
Right… how flustered must Deneb be too?
A junior came to her asking for a Fake Dream, only for her to witness what was happening in that dream.
This is all because of A, Altair…! Well, not really.
In the end, it’s my fault for being too naive and trusting Vega… Ugh.
“Haa… I understand. I’ll try it the way Senior Deneb said.”
“Th, then take this too… it will help.”
Before I knew it, Deneb was holding something in her hand.
She held it out to me, so I reflexively took the object she was holding.
A small, transparent bag… inside were two capsule-like pills.
“This is…?”
“It’s a medicine that helps activate the Ab, Abyss in Spica’s body… …To put it simply, it just makes you feel, feel horny.”
Why is a Magical Girl making medicine like this…
Ah, no. In the end, she’s trying to help me.
“But, do you r, really have to… get rid of it? In the Fake Dream earlier, Spica… you looked so, so good—”
“……”
“…S, sorry.”
Senior… please don’t talk about that. Ha, haha…
Fortunately, the worst-case scenario of running into Vega on the way home didn’t happen.
“I’m already unlucky enough… I should only have good things happen for a while. Regression to the mean!”
I grumbled as I took out the medicine bag Deneb had given me.
Inside the translucent paper bag were two pink pills.
But why two? Should I take both?
“I don’t have Deneb’s number… I don’t know. It’ll be fine, right!”
If you’re an adult, aren’t you supposed to take two pills at once for most cold medicine, antibiotics, and the like?
This must be a similar concept.
I tore open the bag and placed the two pills on my palm.
I swallowed a gulp of water, tossed the pills into my mouth, and gulped them down at once.
“…Hoo. Doesn’t taste like much… Huh?”
Only after emptying my mouth did I discover something stuck to the back of the bag the medicine had been in.
It was a small memo.
‘Take one first, and if symptoms remain after you sleep, take the other one.’
“…I, I’m supposed to start getting lucky now. How much longer am I going to be unlucky…!”
Wait? If I’m lucky now, it should be fine, right?
The development where I was lucky enough to take two pills but nothing bad happened—
Tingle-♡
“Hieup-♡ Hoo, ah… al, already…?”
My chest feels ticklish.
I’m wearing a shirt, but it feels like… a very soft brush is gently stroking my chest here and there…
Every time my heart beats, this… this thing pooled inside my chest seems to be twitching along with it.
“Ha, damn it…♡ I, I don’t know, since I already took two, I’ll just squeeze it all out. That’ll do…”
Since I can’t spit the medicine back out, I choose to make sure of it since things have turned out this way.
I slowly exhale with breath that has become quite ragged without me realizing it, and approach the bed.
A cup in one hand, and a water bottle I prepared just in case in the other.
It’s not that I’m self-conscious, it’s just that a cup might be a little, a little insufficient…
“Huuu…♡ Ha, haa…♡ Al, alright, ready…”
I get on the bed, take off my shirt, and bring the cup to my chest, which feels noticeably heavier than usual.
Starting with the right side.
“…I’m doing this by myself anyway, why am I so embarrassed… Ugh, ugh…♡”
This isn’t masturbation, and it’s not like I’m doing this because I want to.
There’s no need to be embarrassed, so let’s just get it over with quickly…
My nipples are already plump and swollen, and just the feeling of the cool air brushing against them makes me feel a ticklish yet stinging pleasure.
The tips are subtly wet and glistening, and just the sight of me looking down at them gives me a shiver…
Ah, no… let’s hurry.
I cover my nipple with the cup, press it against my chest, and prepare to squeeze with my other hand.
Like the monster did, I grab the bottom of my chest… the deep part connected to my body, and then, I apply a little force—
“Hi-♡ Hi, ik…♡ W, w, wait, a minute…♡”
Is it because I took two of the capsules Deneb gave me… or is it just that my chest has become sensitive.
Even if it’s hard to pinpoint the reason, it was certain that it felt incredibly good for now.
“Hoo, hoo…♡ A, again…♡ So, soft…”
Squeeze-
“Oh♡ Ohh♡ Oh, ock-♡”
Phew-♡ Pfft-♡ Phew-♡ Pii-♡
I wasn’t even squeezing my chest with that much force.
It was a hand moving moderately and carefully, but the Abyss—no, the milk—clumped and pooled inside my chest.
With just that trivial stimulation, it sprayed out through my nipple and poured into the cup.
“Hoo, ahh-♡ Ha, haa, ha-♡”
It feels a bit lighter compared to the other side, but there’s still so much, so incredibly much left inside…
“It’s still there, this…”
“It’s, it’s okay…♡ If I do just a little more like this, just a little, more…”
A little harder.
I have to finish quickly, right? I can’t keep doing this and keep cumming forever.
“…Ugh♡”
Applying a little more force than before, I squeeze from the bottom of my chest, as if wringing it out—I clench my hand tightly towards the nipple-♡.
I am… milking my own breasts. With all my might, until the inside is completely empty.
My appearance, milking the thick breast milk that has heavily filled my chest, is like…
“Ock, o, oh…♡ A, a little, moore…♡ I, I’m coming, I’m, coming…♡”
While pinching and twisting my nipple with my fingers, I surely squeeze out the remaining milk and collect it in the cup.
Now, the cup is more than half-filled with a pure white liquid that sloshes around, making the word ‘sloshing’ an understatement.
“Ha, ah…♡ Now, the, the other side…♡”
With arms trembling, I set the cup, now filled with the milk I produced, down by the bed.
“……”
There’s only one side left… but right now, I’m slightly, turned on.
Is it because I kept squeezing my breasts and nipples and cumming?
Why is my lower abdomen…
Vega’s words that she would fill it as much as I drained it.
But right now, in reality, there’s no way it would be filled… my womb.
However, even if it was a Fake Dream, the feeling and the lingering effects remain vividly and torment me.
The thick, slimy monster’s semen covering the walls of my womb, seeping into me—
Gulp♡
I swallowed my saliva.
And the hand that should have been heading for my chest naturally digs between my legs.
Just once… I’ll do it just, just once, and then finish squeezing the rest before I sleep.
If I drain it all anyway, this feeling will disappear too…
And there won’t be any masturbation while fantasizing about being milked and internally ejaculated on by a monster…♡
Squish-♡
“Oh, ugh…♡ Oh, oh…♡ A little, more… deeper, dee, per…♡”
Squish-♡ Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-♡