The Magical Girl Came to Attack (6)
“Ugh...!”
I was about to charge straight at the monsters, but after only a few steps I froze in place. ...It wasn’t my imagination after all! Something was writhing inside my clothes!
“Hngh, hngh?”
“Oh my~ Something looks off~.”
The monster executives in front of me grinned lewdly, as if they already knew exactly what was happening. They couldn’t possibly know... could they?
“Ugh... haah...”
The crawling sensation grew stronger. I clutched my body and curled up on the spot. Yura must have noticed something was wrong, because she stopped swinging her club at me. Instead she tossed the weapon aside, wrapped her arms around me, and pinned my limbs.
“L-Let go...! Haaaaang...!”
Good grief. The writhing feeling was intensifying. The magical-girl outfit clinging to my skin began to squirm on its own, bulging and swelling in places. Something was crawling across my skin beneath the fabric....
With a loud rip, part of the costume tore open right before my eyes while I stood helpless. My nipples, navel, waist—and probably my pussy and anus beneath the skirt—were now exposed. Countless grotesque tentacles, wriggling like living creatures, like a stirring monster, peeked through the torn gaps.
“Hah... hah... This is insane.”
Without realizing it, I had called up the Status Window. A calm explanatory text floated in the air alongside the usual voice prompt. Ignoring all the unnecessary lines caused by the Brand of Lewdness, I focused on the costume tab.
> Costume: Magical Girl Costume (Tentacle)
“(Tentacle)”? What the hell is that? It’s supposed to be a magical-girl costume, not a tentacle costume! Another dud?!
“Hngh, hnghiiiiik?!”
The clinging tentacle suit suddenly came alive, moving with frantic energy. The protrusions latched onto my skin, scratching and smearing sticky fluid as they crawled over me. What is this thing... it’s stuck to my skin....
“Get off... get off...! Hwaaang...! N-Not there...!”
The writhing tentacles finally forced their way into the most precious crevice a woman possesses. Others latched onto my exposed nipples and navel from both sides, chewing and tormenting them. I could feel my pussy growing wet, lewd fluids spurting out between the petals.
No, no, I shook my head in resistance, but the tentacles—whether they had ears or not—paid no attention.
> Due to the trait: Lewd Body (Severe), resistance is impossible.
> The tentacle’s bodily fluids are stimulating your nerves. Your body is becoming even more sensitive.
Hngh... haah...! The tentacle that had slipped between my folds clung to my swollen, blood-engorged pearl and began to squeeze. I couldn’t endure it any longer and came, trembling violently.
Even while I climaxed, Yura kept my limbs firmly restrained.
“Hoh, hoh. Quite the show, magical girl. To come all the way here just to give us such wonderful eye candy... I’m almost moved to tears by your dedication.”
“Yeah~ The camera’s still rolling, so don’t worry about the angles~ We’ll take care of that. Feel free to keep cumming~ Natural expressions make the best footage, after all~.”
“Y-You bastards... haaang...!”
I ground my teeth at the monsters mocking me from above, but even that resistance melted away under the relentless waves of pleasure assaulting my entire body. Don’t wrap around there...! They’re only targeting the sensitive spots...! Breasts, petals, clitoris... even my navel, armpits, sides, and the spaces between my fingers—every single erogenous zone was being stimulated by the tentacles writhing inside the costume and underwear, gloves and shoes included.
“......!”
In the end, I couldn’t even put up a proper fight and was thoroughly violated by the living mass of tentacles that my outfit had become.
“Honestly, how stupid. This is exactly why Rubii fans are hopeless.”
Click, click. The sound of a camera shutter echoed. Leaving the barely conscious Kei twitching in Yura’s grasp, Alpha stepped forward toward the monsters. The round pocket watch in her hand kept rapidly changing numbers like a counter.
“...Hoh, hoh. This one feels dangerous. Camera director, shall we work together for now?”
“I’m busy filming this girl, so handle it yourself, director.”
“......Good grief.”
Alpha pouted in displeasure at the two monsters who remained nonchalant even after she had stepped up. Yura and Kei had both been humiliatingly defeated (though Kei’s case was some kind of self-destruction), but she was not the kind of woman who would go down so easily. Their reaction was extremely irritating. Still, Alpha said nothing and simply raised the Lucky Roulette in her hand.
“Hoh, hoh. We’ve more or less prepared countermeasures for the other two, but to be honest, we don’t have anything solid for you. I’m just a simple camera director, not a combat type... This is rather troublesome. Would you go easy on me?”
“Why don’t you pray instead? The higher the number on this roulette, the harder it’ll be for me to go easy.”
“I doubt the gods would listen to the prayers of a sinner like me. Hoh, hoh.”
The monster who called himself the camera director stroked his eunuch-like beard and spoke smoothly.
“I heard your name is... Alpha, was it? As I introduced myself earlier, I’m S, the camera director.”
“So?”
“From the perspective of a mere camera director like myself, what do you think is the most important quality?”
While the Lucky Roulette continued to click and spin, Alpha blinked at the sudden question. What was he getting at...?
Leaving the confused Alpha behind, the monster director S continued calmly.
“As someone overseeing an entire shoot, many skills are required. A broad perspective, charisma, leadership, creativity... and quick thinking, since things move fast on set.”
“Hmm... As a fan of Witch Girl, I can somewhat empathize with the pain of creating something. I don’t know much about live-action shoots, though.”
“Hoh, hoh. Thank you for saying that... However, to be honest, all those things I mentioned earlier aren’t actually necessary. Since I’m not working alone, I can divide the ideas and roles among my capable subordinates.”
Alpha tilted her head. So what? The roulette in her hand kept spinning with its steady clicking sound.
“The hardest part of a shoot is when unexpected situations arise. On the flip side, those very mishaps can sometimes lead to even better results. No matter how much charisma I have, people who won’t follow me still won’t. Conversely, even if I’m lacking, competent and loyal subordinates will follow me just fine. Honestly, a camera director is like a totem pole. A flag for people to gather around. Rather than outstanding ability, simply being there is enough.”
“......Well, I don’t know much about that kind of work. So what exactly are you trying to say?”
The clicking of the roulette was gradually slowing down. The number was about to come up. Camera director monster S grinned wickedly at Alpha.
“What I’m trying to say is... that the most important quality for a camera director might actually be ‘luck.’ Hoh, hoh.”
Luck...? Before Alpha could even process his words, the spinning roulette finally stopped. She glanced at the number and cursed without thinking.
“......Damn it.”
The number was ‘1’. Before she could even despair, light enveloped her body—and the frilly dress she had been wearing transformed into a new outfit. It was nothing more than ragged, tattered cloth. A heavy iron collar with a rattling chain hung around her neck.
Alpha stared up at the ceiling and let out a deep sigh at the text floating before her eyes.
“Shit......... I can’t even laugh at this.”
“Now then, everyone. Please restrain that filthy magical girl.”
While Alpha was still grumbling in disbelief, the remaining Bibi monsters who had been watching rushed forward at S’s command, cackling with glee.
“You bastards...!”
“Khehehe, where did all that earlier bravado go, magical girl?!”
“Got her! We caught the magical girl!”
“Ugh......!”
Alpha resisted as much as she could, but the Sex Slave Form offered no real combat ability. It didn’t take long before she was subdued, her collar grabbed and her ass slapped repeatedly as the monsters overpowered her.
* * *
Hwaaang... aang......!
Deep beneath Mera Studio, in one of the prison-like rooms lined with iron bars, Yura was being violated over and over until her entire body was stained white with thick semen.
“Urya! You arrogant titty magical girl! How dare you aim for my balls with those pathetic breasts...? Know your place!”
“Hngh...! Haah...!”
The one pounding into Yura with the intent to destroy her pussy was the driver who had guided the three magical girls—Na Unjeon. He was venting all the frustration from nearly having his balls crushed, fucking Yura like a madman. Though the monsters had captured the girls, after some explanation and pleading, they had generously handed Yura over to him for the duration of the allowed time.
The man had placed Yura on the bed and spent the entire time tormenting her in every way he could imagine—kneading her breasts like water balloons, peeling back her clitoris to rub and suck on it with his fingers, using her mouth, hands, and armpits to masturbate—humiliating her thoroughly.
Yura’s goblin-like, flowing magical-girl outfit was half torn off, fully exposing her ample breasts and pussy. Her wrists were bound by thick handcuffs with chains, but even without them, the current Yura was in no state to resist.
“Hah, hyaaah... I-I’m sorry... I’m sorry for having such pathetic breasts...♥ H-How dare someone like me be rude to your cock... I’m sorry...♥ Kyaaah...♥”
Yura’s eyes remained lifeless and empty even as she uttered the humiliating words of submission she would never have said under normal circumstances. The hypnosis inflicted by the chief editor monster Peter still held her mind captive, reducing her to nothing more than a sex slave whose only purpose was to please men.
Right now, half of Yura’s consciousness was asleep, leaving only the instinct to rejoice in sexual pleasure and the sense of duty to serve men.
“Hwaa... haah... There, that feels good...!”
When the man chewed on the peak of her plump breast, Yura grabbed his head and begged for more, pulling him closer. The sensation of his hard male body, the stimulation on her nipples, the feeling of his cock violently splitting her walls and striking her womb—it all felt too good. Without thinking, she clenched her pussy tighter, making the fiery sensation of him ramming into her even more vivid, as if her consciousness might fly away at any moment.
“Ugh, uoooooh......!”
Overwhelmed by the urge to ejaculate, the driver poured hot semen deep inside Yura.
“Ah, haaaaaah... It’s hot... haah... It feels good... More... give me more....”
The blissful, pleasure-drunk look in Yura’s eyes as she begged contrasted sharply with the disgust-filled gaze from moments earlier, further stoking the driver’s sadistic urges. He pulled his cock, soaked in her juices, out of her pussy with a wet sound. Yura let out a disappointed sigh.
“Heh, hehehehe! Look at this mess... you sow!”
“Hngh...!”
The driver laughed gleefully, grabbed the horn on Yura’s forehead, and shoved his now-softened penis into her mouth. He smirked while lightly patting her face as she dreamily held his cock between her lips, then—
“Hoo...!”
—a stream of warm urine gushed from his penis, pouring into Yura’s mouth and down her throat. For a moment, surprise flashed across her face, but she quickly flushed bright red with a radiant expression and began gulping it down.
“Hehehe... You really are a toilet, you goblin bitch.... Don’t think it’s over just because of this. We still have plenty of time left....”
The man grinned wickedly, kneading Yura’s uncontrollably large breasts as he pondered how to torment her next.
* * *
Hngh... agh....
After being captured without any real resistance thanks to the costume whose lining had turned into tentacles in the large room earlier, I was dragged by the low-ranking monsters into a narrow room. The camera director S had said something along the lines of, “Hoh, hoh. We’ve obtained excellent material. It’ll take time to come up with a suitable idea, so until then, please discipline her as usual.”
Discipline or not, I had a vague idea of what that entailed... but even if I wanted to resist or escape, the tentacle-transformed outfit kept relentlessly sticking to my body, rubbing and twisting against every erogenous zone, leaving me only able to tremble and feel pleasure. Rebellion was out of the question.
“Alright, set it up, set it up! Even if she’s a magical girl, we’re veterans when it comes to disciplining arrogant bitches!”
“It’s Type C, guys!”
Despite the cramped space, the monsters moved with coordinated efficiency, preparing strange tools and various equipment. Meanwhile, a blindfold was placed over my eyes, a ball gag was shoved into my mouth, and I was tied to a round wooden pillar in the back of the room with my arms behind my back. My legs were also folded and bound, then forced apart so my pussy was fully exposed. For some reason, they left the magical-girl outfit on me. Thanks to that, I remained bound to the pillar, completely unable to move, forced to endure the constant stimulation from the writhing tentacles.
Mmph... mmph....
At first, they only restrained me and stepped back. I wondered if they were just going to leave me like this, or simply watch. While I was puzzling over it, the answer came quickly. I heard mocking voices and laughter directed at me as I squirmed from the tentacles, followed by a whooshing sound—and then hot liquid sprayed over me like from a water gun.
It splattered across my face and soaked into the torn gaps of my outfit and my thighs. This familiar fishy smell... These bastards... they tied me up and masturbated on me...?
With my eyes covered, I couldn’t tell how many of them had ejaculated on me. Either way, it was unpleasant in many ways....
> The trait: Semen Addiction (Severe) has been activated.
Hngh......! My pitiful body, on the contrary, began to heat up with joy.
“Hehe, look at that. Wearing such a lewd outfit and calling herself a magical girl.”
Hngh......! As if that had been the starting signal, I could feel the monsters who had been standing back gradually approaching. When my exposed nipples were pinched through the gaps in the writhing tentacle suit, I couldn’t hold back a moan.