The Magical Girl Has Fallen into the Trap (4)

Cookie explained that this place was originally a dangerous dungeon specially constructed by Mekrak. After hearing the suggestion to turn back because it was too risky, Alpha and I looked at each other.

“Hey, it’s a dungeon.”

“Yeah, a dungeon.”

“You gonna head back?”

“As if.”

Alpha snorted lightly. “Dungeons are every guy’s dream! They’re hope! They’re adventure! Who in their right mind would run away from one right in front of them~~~~?!”

“Right?! Plus, Witch Girl season 7 was literally all about a labyrinth dungeon! I was so excited watching that, I had to suppress the urge to go dungeon-crawling myself! You think I’m gonna run from a real one?! That’s not very manly!”

““Not that either of us is a guy!””

Smack! A crisp sound rang out as our palms high-fived enthusiastically. Cookie stared at us like we’d both lost our minds, but whatever. Besides, we couldn’t just leave with Yura and Blue Sapphire still missing somewhere below. That was the rule. Yeah, let’s go with that.

Cookie muttered something surprisingly considerate—“You two seem like you won’t die even if you get killed, so I’m not worried, but still, be careful, nyang”—before floating off. The rest of us continued searching for Blue Sapphire.

“So where exactly did Blue fall?”

“...It was around here, but no matter what we do, that hole just won’t show up again.”

The hole that swallowed Blue had apparently closed right after. Alpha pointed at the spot and swung her sword down. Clang! A loud metallic ring echoed, but the floor didn’t budge an inch.

“Huh...?”

She tried again. Same result—just the sound of metal on something unyielding. Maybe it was made of some special material. Definitely not ordinary stone.

“Looks like we can’t get down this way.”

“Then...”

To find Blue, who had likely fallen to the lower floor or even further, we decided to search for stairs.

『Prepare capture ropes! Something strong enough to hold a gorilla!』

『A magical girl has fallen in B4, S3 sector! Location: Slime Field! Go drag her here!』

『Where are the sword girl and gun girl? Locate them!』

“Ooh, sounds lively in here~.”

The waiting room and control center of Mera Studio was bustling. Black, the cameraman whose entire body was a pitch-black shadowy figure, smirked as he watched the chaos. The magical girls had safely arrived in the prepared dungeon floor, which was packed with dangerous traps designed specifically to counter them. Most had their lethality toned down, but they were still traps even magical girls would struggle to escape.

“Peter did a good job. Using himself as bait to lure the magical girls right into the middle of the trap... I thought he was just a pathetic boss who only had hypnosis and lust going for him, but maybe I should revise that evaluation. Heh.”

『Peter says he’s lost! We got a rescue request!』

『He didn’t plan on coming this far, but he ran into the magical girls and looked like he was about to cry.』

“...Heh.”

Well... that could happen.

『Orders from S! Use every trap we can control from here to guide the magical girls! If possible, make them go even deeper where the really nasty traps are! Break their will completely!!』

『Avenge our fallen comrades!』

『『『Ooooooh...!』』』

『......And the videos we film using the magical girls will definitely sell for a fortune!』

『『『Uwooooooooorgh!』』』

『Above all, we’ll turn those arrogant magical girls into our slaves and have our way with them!』

『『『Uwaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!』』』

‘What an easy-to-read bunch of perverts.’

Well, it wasn’t strange—eros was practically Mekrak’s symbol. Black grabbed a passing monster.

“Ah, you there.”

“Yes? Is there something you need, Director?”

Since it looked fun, might as well spice things up.

“I’ve got a new weapon that HQ modified. Mind setting some of those up too?”

“...Apparently?”

“It really feels like a dungeon, huh? My heart’s pounding.”

It’s “thumping,” not “pounding.” The lever on the opposite side was behind that iron grate over there. Pretty far—maybe ten meters? No way I could reach it by sticking my sword through the bars.

“In movies they shoot the train rail switch with a gun.”

“What exactly are you expecting from me?”

Guess she couldn’t pull off something like shooting a lever with a gun. Useless. I tried swinging my sword at it experimentally, but it didn’t budge. From the looks of it, the grate wasn’t ordinary iron but some strange ore, just like the floor and walls—immune to simple physical force.

“Breaking the set pieces would ruin the fun!”

“True. For someone ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠who’s supposed to have no common sense as a hardcore Rubii fan, you say surprisingly sensible things sometimes.”

Dungeons like this never gave you impossible puzzles. Same in Witch Girl. There was always a way out, and clues or answers were provided. So in times like this, you had to look around, find any possible hints, combine them, and forge a path forward. The very essence of RPGs.

“If we’re talking hints, that’s the only suspicious thing here.”

And without even needing to search much, the most obviously suspicious object stood right beside the iron grate. A wooden model. A crudely carved triangular body resembling some sturdy animal. A classic wooden horse stood there proudly. You could almost hear a dramatic “dun-dun” sound effect. Or maybe a “ding,” but honestly either worked.

The back of the wooden horse wasn’t sharp but blunt and made of a firm rubber-like material, covered in countless grooves.

“Alpha.”

“...I refuse.”

“It’s the only hint we’ve got.”

“I said no!”

“You like RPGs, don’t you?”

“Urk...!”

“Let’s settle it fairly with a game. Loser rides it.”

Alpha looked displeased but agreed anyway.

“What game? Rock-paper-scissors?”

“Too boring. How about a staring contest? Deathmatch rules—no holds barred.”

“Hmm?”

A staring contest. Simple: whoever closes their eyes first loses. Alpha gave me a suspicious look, then nodded.

“Three, two, one... start.”

We glared at each other with wide eyes. Alpha furrowed her brows slightly, probably thinking of ways to mess with me. Now that I was staring at her properly, she really was beautiful. Fluffy short blonde hair, golden eyes. Her cute yet pretty features had a certain quality that made you want to see them twist in pain, stirring up sadistic urges.

While I was looking at her face, I muttered, “Yup.”

I raised my hand, formed a scissor shape with my index and middle fingers, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠poked Alpha right in the eyes.

“KyaAAAAAAAAAAAAA?!”

“Alright, you lost. Get on.”

“You crazy bastard?! What the hell was that?!”

“There were eyes there, so I wanted to poke them...”

“‘Because the mountain is there’ my ass!”

“You agreed that ‘anything goes,’ remember? A man doesn’t go back on his word.”

“Urk...”

Still grumbling that poking eyes was going too far, Alpha reluctantly climbed onto the wooden horse. “Eek...”

She managed to get on but was supporting her body with her arms and legs to keep her crotch from touching. As soon as her weight settled, the iron grate blocking the path to the switch slid upward with a clatter.

“Oh.”

“I’ll hold on, so hurry up and pull the lever.”

What, that was too easy. No one’s happy about that. It completely undermines the purpose of the wooden horse! Aren’t you scared of the readers’ wrath?

“What are you doing? Go already. Hey! I can’t hold this much longer! This is harder than it looks!”

“Yeah, yeah—huh?”

“Eh?”

Suddenly, with a mechanical clunk, an arm shot out from the pillar beneath the wooden horse and locked onto Alpha’s legs, which had been barely holding on. It yanked her down.

“Ah, hey, wait—kyah?!”

The mechanical arm held Alpha’s legs firmly in place ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and began moving her back and forth with a squeaking sound. Unable to resist the pulling force, her crotch was pressed firmly against the pointed top of the wooden horse. Every time the horse rocked, the grooves visibly scraped against where her clitoris would be.

“Oho.”

“What the hell are you looking at—hngh... ah, that—hng... h-hurry up and go already?!”

Yeah, yeah. Leaving the frantically shouting Alpha behind, I casually walked through the now-open grate. Since it wasn’t happening to me, I felt infinitely relaxed. Alpha’s resentful voice and moans echoed from behind, but that was none of my concern. Fun, so fun.

“Alright, since you look pitiful, I’ll pull it now... huh?”

Clack. The lever at the dead-end wall didn’t budge when I tried to pull it. Huh? What’s wrong? I tried turning it sideways, pushed down harder thinking it might be rusted—still nothing.

“Why isn’t this working?”

I fiddled with it every which way, but it refused to move. Then, with a sudden click, the lever popped right out.

“Huh?!”

Did it break?! Did I accidentally snap it?! What do I do now?! While I was panicking, I noticed a warning label on the wall right beside it.

......You’re kidding me, right?

I stood there holding the lever, completely flustered. Bodily fluids absorption...?

『Hey~! Hurry up already~~! Nngh... H-how long does it take to pull one stupid lever—hngh...! Hyaah...!』

“Ah... I might need a bit more time?”

『What do you mean by that—hyaah...! H-hurry...!』

Alpha’s voice was getting rougher, and the creaking of the wooden horse sounded ominous. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I examined the lever in my hand. It wasn’t a normal lever at all.

“It’s a dildo...”

I swallowed unconsciously at the unnecessarily realistic, grotesque shape. When I flipped the switch at the base experimentally, it started moving with a buzzing sound, almost like it was alive. Bodily fluids...

“.......”

No no no, even so, this was too much. Right in the middle of enemy territory... but still...

『Hwaaaah... I-it’s dangerous... hurry...!』

“Got it, got it...”

With her urging me from behind, I couldn’t just back out. I sighed, stared at the dildo in my hand, and reluctantly put it in my mouth. ‘Saliva counts as a bodily fluid, right?’

The dildo in my mouth carried the distinct rubbery smell and texture that stimulated my tongue and nose. Saliva began to pool naturally. ‘...Is it actually getting bigger...?’

At first, just a little. Then I boldly took it deeper and sucked. Every time it moved in and out, wet, lewd sounds echoed—chuup, chuup—making me excited without realizing it. It did seem to be getting slightly larger. ......Or was that just my imagination?

“......Ulp?!”

Something wet leaked from the tip of the dildo. A bittersweet liquid spread across my tongue. Tasted similar to precum.

『What are you doing...!』

At Alpha’s pitiful voice from behind, I reluctantly pulled the dildo out. Its surface glistened, coated in my saliva. ‘Is this enough...?’

I tried inserting it into the hole to test. ......No reaction. It was obvious the dildo was still too small—the fit was loose.

“...Hot....”

Maybe it was the effect of the liquid that had entered my mouth earlier. My body felt strangely warm. This sensation was familiar. Too familiar.

So it really was an aphrodisiac... This dildo must secrete the drug whenever it’s stimulated. Bodily fluids... but saliva doesn’t work. Whether it doesn’t count or just isn’t enough, I didn’t know. Either way, at this rate, saliva alone would take forever. Which left only one option...

Gulp. I swallowed hard. Alpha’s urging voice came from behind. It was time to decide.

“Screw it! Seriously!”

I reached under my skirt, hooked my fingers into my panties, and pulled them down slightly. They were already a little damp.