The Dying Planet and the Queen's Humiliation (3)
Planet Mekrak had once been a world as lush and abundant as Earth.
Yet its people had pushed their star's energy to the breaking point through reckless advancement. Now, only about ten percent of its surface could still support life. The rest had become a barren wasteland.
——That was not the only sign the star was dying.
First, the males began to weaken. Their bodies could no longer sustain themselves. Mysterious illnesses spread, and they lost the ability to store energy within themselves.
As a result, their biological and personality data were stored and preserved in the Bank—also known as the Central Information Aggregation Complex. Their minds were then transferred into specially prepared artificial bodies designed to adapt to the dying world. This was how they sought to preserve their species.
The fact that they could extract energy—magic power—from targets through reproductive acts and certain forms of contact was simply because those artificial bodies had been engineered that way from the start.
And then there were the females.
Those who could conceive life within their wombs received energy directly from the star itself. Perhaps because of this, their bodies never weakened the way the males' did.
On the contrary, they seemed to receive the energy that the males could no longer hold, resulting in even greater amounts being poured into them than before.
However, as the star's total energy reserves dwindled, the number of female individuals began to plummet.
The fewer their numbers, the more energy the star granted each survivor.
Thus, a small number of powerful women began to rule Mekrak. Their influence grew to rival that of the equally rare nobles—the elite few.
The Queen was one of them.
Among all female individuals, she was the one who had received the star's energy in its purest, most concentrated form.
Of noble birth and female, she had been stronger than anyone on Mekrak, wiser than anyone, and possessed of a noble, pure, and peerless excellence—the very pinnacle of her kind.
That is, until just a few days ago.
The once-noble and peerless former Queen now straddled Lupin, her face twisted in confusion.
Why... Why am I, the Queen, being so utterly helpless against this nobody who isn't even a noble...?
Over the past few days he had taken her again and again, draining away the vast majority of her "energy"—her magic power.
She had tried to resist, to seduce him with cunning words and press him for answers, yet she had learned nothing.
The powerful nobles had always been under her watch, but she had never seen or heard of a man like this.
"Your Majesty, isn't it about time we stopped?"
"Nay... not yet... I can still... endure... Your pathetic manhood is nothing to—!"
"Oh, but that simply isn't true. Your Majesty should be reaching her limit right about now."
Lupin smiled slyly and raised his hand. Slowly, he curled his open palm as if grasping something.
"U-Uwooooh...! N-Nooo...!!!!"
The Queen curled inward, desperately trying to hold something back even as her hips continued moving to milk him.
"No... Nooo...!"
Shhhhhhh—!
Still grinding against him, a stream of golden liquid burst from her urethra and splattered across Lupin's stomach.
It was the forced incontinence caused by Lupin's ability, Bladder Grasp.
"Ahaha, to think the noble Queen would grace my belly with such unsightly holy water. I am truly at a loss for words."
"Hnnnghhhhh......!"
The stimulation racing through her now-sensitized urethra after days of training pushed her over the edge. She climaxed violently.
Her pale waist trembled in the afterglow, her smooth belly quivering. Several strands of her black hair had already begun to turn white again.
"Ah... Aaaaah...! Again... Not again...! Stop... Do not take any more from me...!"
"It's quite all right. After all, you simply receive more from the star to replace what you lose, don't you?"
"Khh...! Every drop you wring from me... kills the star a little more! Do you truly not understand why the nobles have never touched us...?!
The energy the women called magic power came from the star. What they spent could be replenished. As long as they did not drain the star's very core, it could recover. But if they were stripped down to the root, the star would pour out a massive amount of power to refill them—accelerating its own destruction.
That was why the nobles had never clashed with the Queen. There was simply no benefit in it.
If Lupin continued draining her at this rate, the already dying planet's lifespan would be cut short.
That was what the Queen meant.
Yet Lupin only snorted.
"Why bother prolonging the star's life?"
"What?"
"It's going to die anyway. How long do you intend to cling to it? I plan to kill this star as quickly as possible."
The Queen's eyes widened.
"Th-That is absurd...! Kill the star? Do you even understand what you are saying?!"
"Oh, I do. I understand very, very well. That is precisely why I say it."
"——Agh?!"
Lupin seized her throat and rose, flipping their positions. The Queen tumbled onto the bed beneath him, her snow-white hair—reminiscent of winter's first snow—spreading across the sheets.
"How long must you cling to a dying star? It's time to let go. There are far more abundant worlds than Mekrak out there."
"How... How could you... so casually discard your home... your own world...?"
"Don't make me laugh. You're just terrified of losing your status."
"!"
"Only you and the nobles receive the star's blessings. The powerless, weak males were left to wither. That's why you wanted to save the star—so you could keep your authority and power for a thousand, ten thousand years. Am I wrong?"
Lupin's grip on her throat tightened. The Queen gasped for breath.
"No... That is not...! Kh...! This is for everyone's sake... If the star dies... what then? Will you all become wanderers with nowhere to go...?!"
"Don't worry. At the very least, I intend to conquer the magical girls' homeworld—Earth—within three months."
"Th-That is impossible...! We have been trying for years...!"
"Shut up!"
"Khh...!"
As the pressure increased, the Queen felt her consciousness fading. Just before she blacked out, the grip loosened and she sucked in air.
"You women and nobles never had to worry about daily survival, so you never joined the invasion. Only we low-class monsters—those who would die if we stayed—were sent. With no power, no technology, nothing! If you had cared even a little, Earth would have fallen long ago!"
"Hah... Hah... Hah........"
The Queen caught her breath and tried to speak. She wanted to tell him he was mistaken—that she loved Mekrak and had fought to save its people.
"No... It is all a misunderstanding... If you only knew the truth——"
"Misunderstanding? Then why don't you start by deleting the Kill Regulation data from the system?"
At that, the Queen visibly shook.
"How... How do you know about that...?!"
"Did you think we wouldn't? Did you really believe we would remain your puppets forever? Kill Regulation, Moral Control... You invade other worlds as villains, yet you installed such idiotic restrictions. Did you think we wouldn't notice you tampering with the minds of males who became data for the sake of species preservation? Did you think we wouldn't realize you wanted to rule over us toothless wretches so you could play queen forever?!"
"No... No... When I installed that code, I——"
"Shut your mouth!"
Smack!
Her head snapped to the side. Her pale cheek burned red from the blow.
"Ah... Aah...."
Tears welled in the Queen's eyes.
Yet strangely, it was Lupin who wore the more pained expression.
"Damn it... Damn it!"
He gently caressed her reddened cheek, his face twisted with frustration. Then he leaned in and licked the burning skin as if to soothe it.
The soft, hot touch made the Queen's body tremble.
"......Lupin...."
"Shut up... I don't care about that fake name anymore...."
Lupin muttered bitterly, then adjusted his disheveled mask. The tormented expression vanished, replaced by his usual theatrical grin.
"Hotho, I've shown quite the unsightly display. Fear not—I shall return to being the cheerful Lupin once more!"
"......."
"Now then, let us proceed with the full-scale Earth invasion project. Proposer: Lupin. Planner: Lupin. Executive committee: All of Mekrak. Doesn't it sound delightful?"
"...So what exactly do you intend to do? What can you accomplish alone?"
"Heh. I've already persuaded the nobles. They were quite eager to taste these so-called magical girls. There was a bit of trouble, though."
Lupin was referring to Danae's Castle. He had planned to let the nobles sample the magical girls there to fuel their enthusiasm for invading Earth. Unfortunately, a foolish Earthling had destroyed the precious Transfer Gate.
Yet the loss had only made the nobles more determined. They were now willing to lend their full support to the invasion.
"You even won over the nobles... Impressive, for a piece of trash."
"You flatter me. As for the rest, you'll simply have to watch and see. Spoilers would ruin the fun, after all."
The Queen looked up at Lupin with resigned eyes. She could no longer stop him.
Lupin aligned the tip of his manhood—now freed from their earlier position—with her folds and slowly pushed back inside.
"Ngh...!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. From now on, all you can do is suck your thumb and watch helplessly—whether our race rises or falls."
Yet this Queen could do nothing.
Everything she had tried to protect, everything she had built, could crumble before her eyes, and she would be powerless to intervene.
"Of course, I won't let you get bored. I'll ravish you thoroughly throughout the entire process. Until your noble heart breaks completely and you submit to me as my personal, vulgar slave, I'll train you well."
"Y-You fiend... Hnnngh...!"
"Now then, first we must make you remember your master's cock. I'll reshape that pussy of yours until nothing else can satisfy you. Aren't you excited? You should be. Ahahahaha!"
Sweet moans echoed through the room. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh and the obscene squelching of their joining filled the air without pause.
Before long, the Queen climaxed again, surrendering a massive amount of magic power to Lupin.
"Aaaaah... Ah... Aah.......!!!"
Meanwhile, on Earth.
In a research facility near a university in P City—officially registered as a graduate school's special research lab—various biological experiments were being conducted on Earthlings.
Yura, the magical girl in the Dokkaebi Costume, remained bound within.
"Let's see... It seems the slug's traits match best with Earth's organisms. Hermaphroditic, produces sticky mucus, possesses self-regeneration... Most importantly, its reproductive functions are similar to tentacles but far more aggressive. Excellent, excellent. This should work quite well."
"Ah, ah, ah, aaaah...!"
Before the Doctor, who was leisurely inputting data into a floating hologram, Yura moaned in pleasure, surrounded by grotesque tentacles.
No... The tentacles... They're too rough...!
The writhing tentacles inside her vagina stimulated every inch of her walls with the bumps along their sides.
She could even feel one squirming its way into her womb. It was unbearable.
Her short hair was a dark violet. Two gently curved horns adorned her forehead. Her ample breasts—large enough to be called voluptuous—swayed and trembled with every movement of her body.
"Aah... Ah...! It's coming... It's coming again...!"
Yura muttered in a dazed voice. She could feel semen being pumped directly into her womb through the thin, tube-like tentacle that had invaded it.
Haaaaaaaah......!
Her trained body had turned even her womb into a perfect erogenous zone. Every time semen was poured inside, she climaxed without fail.
Moreover, she could no longer reach a satisfying climax unless semen was sprayed directly into her womb.
That was the kind of body she now possessed.
"Ah... Uwah... I just came... Wait...!"
The writhing tentacle inside her womb pushed even deeper, forcing its way further in.
Ah, she recognized that movement.
The tentacle wasn't satisfied with merely violating her womb—it was trying to invade her ovaries as well.
