The Magical Girl Came to Attack (2)
‘......Where am I?’
A rattling noise echoed around me. Every so often the floor jolted upward, shaking my body. ‘Blindfold....’
I couldn’t see anything, but it didn’t take long to realize I was inside a car. My mouth was sealed with something like tape, probably to keep me from shouting. I could still breathe through my nose, but it felt suffocating. I was starting to feel carsick....
“Ugh?!”
“Hm? Looks like you’re awake.”
A sudden, piercing sensation thrust up from below, forcing my back to arch. Only then did I notice that everything below my waist was exposed. Both my pants and underwear had been stripped away. My arms and ankles were tightly bound with some kind of cord. And that thing stabbing into me below... it wasn’t a real shaft, but something cold and hard—a dildo.
“Huff... ugh.....!”
“You weren’t bad while you were asleep, but your reactions are even better now that you’re awake...?”
That voice... the manager bastard?! The owner of the snickering voice happily pumped the dildo back and forth. Every time it slid in and out, scraping against my inner walls, I felt something being sucked out of me. Magic power was being drained. I knew this sensation. And the dildo... just like the one on the bus, it was probably fitted with a magic stone to extract my power.
“Hnnngh......!”
I arched like a bow and came. With a wet splash, a gush of fluid sprayed out while an overwhelming pleasure surged up from my now hypersensitive urethra, turning my mind white.
“Ah, shit... you got the seat all wet, you piss-drinking bitch.”
“Hey, we’ve already filled five of them. These girls are like bottomless money pouches.”
“Already? This one’s slower... put some more effort into it. Yeah?”
The sound of slapping flesh rang out alongside Alpha’s muffled moans. “Ugh, ugh.”
“But until now, they’d stop after three. What’s with these two?”
“Could it be... those magical girls?”
“Puhahaha. Are you an idiot? What kind of magical girl is this pathetic? They just took a little sleeping pill and passed out.”
“No, it might actually be real. We’re already on the sixth one and it’s still overflowing.”
“Moron. If they were real, I’d eat my own liver. If idiots like these were magical girls, Earth would’ve been finished ages ago.”
Uh... he’s right... magical girls.... Ugh... ugh.... With my mouth taped shut and my pussy being relentlessly pounded, there was no way I could correct their misunderstanding. Not that I had any intention of revealing anything anyway.
“Didn’t we run into another one claiming to be a magical girl last time?”
“Blue... something-or-other?”
“No, she really was a magical girl, but... something... whoa?! Why’s this bitch suddenly—?!”
“Ugh... ugh!!”
A loud crash and violent moaning followed. ‘Yura!’ Even without seeing her, I could tell from the sound alone. She must have reacted to the mention of Blue Sapphire.
“Stay still!” someone barked, followed by several sharp slaps. I hoped they weren’t hitting her face—if they were, I’d kill every last one of these bastards—but it sounded like they were striking her ass instead. Hmm, maybe I could forgive that...? No, unlike me, Yura was a real girl....
I memorized their voices, vowing to twist every joint out of their sockets later. For now, the plan seemed to have succeeded. Getting all three of us captured was unexpected, but at least we were being taken straight to the villains’ hideout. The distance must have been considerable; over an hour had passed since I woke up, yet we still hadn’t arrived.
“Ah, shit, this should be enough! No matter how much we pump, it never ends!”
“Oh, then I’ll take my turn....”
“God, you guys have no patience... just a little more. We’re almost done.”
“You do it yourself, idiot. We’ll be there soon. You’re just gonna leave these dripping pussies alone?”
“Hey... these girls really are something else. Look at those lewd asses. I’m about to burst down here.”
“Tsk....”
“Hey, you bastards. I’m driving right now?! You think you can just enjoy yourselves without me?”
“Hehe.”
Apparently tired of extracting magic, the men pulled out the dildos and began violating us directly. A warm tongue licked and sucked at my exposed folds while hands pushed up my shirt, groping my breasts beneath the bra. Huff... ugh....
Forced onto my stomach on the long seat, I was penetrated from behind. Haa... what the hell is this?! It’s an absolute masterpiece...! The way it clings so tightly!
Squelch, squelch, squish, squelch— Huff... ugh.....!
‘Aah, seriously... I’m feeling way too much....’
Every time the shaft pushed my walls aside and my soaked pussy made those wet noises, I writhed in pleasure, twisting my hips. Being fucked by a real, hard cock felt completely different from the dildo. It was... so much better....
Even without transforming, most of my traits remained active. Whether it was because of the Brand of Lewdness or the modifications done to my body, traits like Cock Addiction, Divine Pussy, and Perfect Pussy were all still there. The fact that a real cock felt far more pleasurable than a toy wasn’t just physiology—it was those traits at work.
“Your pussy’s completely soaked... you were looking forward to this, weren’t you? Huh? Coming all the way to our office, you were actually hoping to get fucked, weren’t you? You’re a ridiculous pervert.”
The manager (probably) thrust harder, flesh slapping loudly against flesh. Even as he moved like he was trying to set me on fire, he held me tightly from behind, kneading my breasts and licking every inch of my body. Occasionally he’d slap my ass like he was commanding a horse, ordering me to tighten up while snickering. His hands were rough, and his cock moved only for his own satisfaction. It wasn’t sex meant to please me—it was the kind of sex that treated me like an onahole or a toy. There was no consideration at all. The greedy, sticky way he clung to me felt disgusting.
Huff... uuuuugh......!
Yet pathetically, even while being treated this way, I was drowning in pleasure. My pussy and breasts, already trained by the Bibi, responded perfectly to this man’s crude movements, making him feel good while sending me soaring through ecstasy. Just a little thrust and I’d get soaking wet; when he hit my weak spots, I’d instinctively twist my hips and squeeze tighter; even a half-hearted thrust would make my walls cling greedily. Where else would you find such a convenient onahole? ...Though it was me.
Could I cry now? To make matters worse, I felt something strange popping and spraying inside my womb. The mushroom planted by Porcini King was releasing its mild spores again.
“Uuuuugh... hng... huuuuugh......!!!!”
“Huh? Why are you squeezing so lewdly, you pervert?”
Already struggling to endure, my body burned even hotter, every inch of me growing hypersensitive. Now even the slightest movement from the manager felt like it would make me come instantly...!
“Uwah... I’m coming......!”
Thrust! He buried himself deep inside and flooded me with hot semen. My insides were filled with warmth.
“Uuuuugh......!”
The moment his cum poured in, I arched violently and climaxed. Another gush of fluid sprayed out, soaking my thighs and the seat.
“Why is there so much...?”
He smacked my ass again as if scolding me, and I let out a nasal moan like I was begging for more. Afterward, the manager thoroughly tasted every part of my body, using not just my pussy but even my ass to satisfy his desires. He’d sit me on his lap under the pretense of resting, stimulate my clit with a vibrator, and pinch my nipples while playing with me. Whenever I twitched or tried to pull away, he’d snicker and whisper “pervert” in my ear. Trash bastard....
Yura and Alpha seemed to be in similar situations. I didn’t have the luxury to worry about them, but every so often their sweet moans and the men’s condescending voices reached my ears.
“Hey, shit! We’re here, you bastards! I swear I’m never driving this thing again!”
It must have been the driver. His voice was full of resentment.
“Blame the guy who lost at rock-paper-scissors. Park already and get over here. Taste them as much as you want before we hand them over.”
“Scrape off whatever you came inside them!”
“Hey, shit..! I get it, so just drive properly, man! If we crash, I’ll kill you!”
The car jolted violently, and soon the rumbling engine cut off completely.
* * *
“Ah, shit! Seriously! I’m never touching that steering wheel again!”
One of the Mera Films members—the driver—complained as he slammed the car door shut. While he’d been driving diligently, the others had been having the time of their lives in the back. It pissed him off. On top of that, there were three women this time, all stunning beauties, and there was something irresistibly alluring about them—something that made you feel like you had to have them. He had no way of knowing it was because of their traits.
To be the only one left out in a situation like this....
‘But from now on, nothing’s stopping me!’
He was going to fuck those girls’ pussies until they were completely ruined. With that resolve, he walked around to the back of the car.
“Hehe, now then, who should I taste first....”
The timid-looking one called Alpha seemed good. She was a beauty, after all. Actually, they were all pretty, but... something about her face was exactly his type. The one called Yura was pretty too, but her massive breasts were the real draw. Even just walking, they bounced with such elasticity that his eyes kept drifting toward them, making him nervous someone might notice. Or maybe that girl Kei? She had a somewhat foreign look and seemed like a bold beauty. Plus, she didn’t seem to understand her own feminine charms, often leaving herself completely unguarded—he’d gotten quite a few good shots during the shoot. If she’d done it on purpose, she had to be an outrageous slut. There was also that strange pull....
Then it had to be her! He thought gleefully as he opened the door.
“Welcome.”
“......Huh?”
The moment the door opened, what greeted him wasn’t the soft, fragrant body of a woman he’d been expecting, but a rough hand grabbing him by the collar—and a goblin’s horn.
......A horn? A horn, seriously?
“Huh? Huh? Huh......?”
“Haa, really. It was hard holding back. It’s a bit of a waste of points, but... at least I feel refreshed now.”
She wore a revealing traditional outfit that barely covered her elastic curves, had slightly purplish hair, and looked down at him with violet eyes. It was definitely the girl called Yura... but had she always had horns...?
“Wh-what’s going on?! Hey?!”
His companions inside the car were all collapsed. They were clutching their groins, foaming at the mouth. The other two women who’d been tied up were trembling in the corner of the car. Seeing his comrades’ state, then the massive iron club in the horned girl’s hand that seemed to be sucking in light, the driver felt the blood drain from his face. Something must have happened in the short time he’d been out of the car.
Various possibilities flashed through his mind, and with trembling lips he spoke.
“M-magical girl...?”
“Correct, you ugly bastard.”
Thud!
“Guh?!”
Yura lifted the driver by the collar and slammed him to the ground. Then, as if about to execute him, she raised the club. The tip was aimed directly at his groin.
“U-uwaaaaaah! Uwaaaaaah!”
“Oh, come on, stay still♥. It’d be better if we get it right the first time, wouldn’t it?”
“Aaaaaah! Wh-what are you trying to do?! No! Don’t! Please, spare me! Spare me!”
The man thrashed desperately, looking pitiful. Just imagining what would happen if that club came down made his mind go blank. S-save me..! No...!
“I-I didn’t do anything! I didn’t do anything! Please, spare me! Spare me!”
“Then you didn’t do anything to all the women you’ve kidnapped until now?”
“.........Uh, yeah! I didn’t do anything! I really didn’t! I-I was just driving!”
It was obviously a lie, but at least there hadn’t been any conversation that would expose him. ...There shouldn’t have been. He hoped there hadn’t been.
Yura gave him a suspicious look, then with a devilish smile, dropped her raised hand without hesitation.
“......?”
Strangely, the expected pain never came. Carefully opening his eyes, he saw the demonic woman staring down at him blankly. The tip of the club had stopped just short of his groin.
“......Come to think of it, we need someone to guide us. We don’t know anything around here.”
“......?!”
It was like a divine revelation. Or perhaps a get-out-of-hell-free card that had fallen right in front of him.
“I-I’ll do it! I’ll guide you, or do anything! I-I know the layout here! I know everything! J-just spare me~~~~!!!!”
“Hehe, understood. Then I’ll have to ask for your help.”
Yura smiled brightly and pulled the club away.
“However, if you show even the slightest suspicious behavior... I’ll crush it in one go.”
Crush what...?! The man trembled with fear and dread at Yura’s warning.
* * *
“Are you okay, Kei-unni, Alpha-unni?”
“Ah, yeah....”
Yura removed our blindfolds and the tape over our mouths. Our limbs were freed as well. Finally, we could move freely. Yura smiled reassuringly, but I was the one trembling.
‘H-hiieeee......!’
Crushing a man’s balls right in front of me... Yura really is terrifying....
I hadn’t been able to see because of the blindfold, but that chilling sensation of the men’s pleas being cut short as everything was crushed was still vivid. It felt like it would become a trauma. Whew, poor bastards. They shouldn’t have messed with someone they shouldn’t have. Even though they were enemies... I still felt a bit of pity as I patted their waists and stepped out of the car.
“Whoa.......”
I muttered in awe. We seemed to have entered quite deep into the forest. Behind us stretched nothing but trees and mountains—a land of nature. And in that forest, right before our eyes, stood a massive, imposing building reminiscent of a World Cup stadium.
“Th-this is Mera Studio, the headquarters of Mera Films. As you might have guessed, it’s run by the Mekrak.... Hehe. J-just follow me. I’ll guide you!”
The man spared by Yura led the way with a servile smile. Yura leaned in close and whispered to me.
“You can’t forgive him either, right, unni? I’ll have him guide us for a bit, then crush it later. Leave it to me!”
“......Uh, yeah.”
For a moment, the man walking ahead looked pitiful. Anyway, just as planned, we had successfully infiltrated the enemy’s base.
* * *
And on another front——
“Kei-nyang... this time it’s different from usual-nyang... throwing this body out the window without listening... I’ll definitely get my revenge-nyang...!”
Staring after Kei as she entered Mera Studio, the fairy Cookie from Magic Land burned with an unusual fighting spirit.