Confession
“Hngh, grrrghhh?!!”
With a vulgar moan, Myohwa Seorin regained consciousness.
Regaining consciousness didn’t mean she had any hope left.
It was merely the process of her magical girl body adapting to its ruined state. Fainting and waking dozens of times, over and over.
Their flesh adapted. No.
It was thoroughly breaking down. To the point where normal daily life would be impossible forever.
And so, her only remaining choice was corruption. Corruption was the sole option left to her.
But.
“Pl-please do it grrrhhh?!!#@$!#@!”
Right now, even the option of corruption was gone. The Corrupt button flashed before Han Siwoo’s eyes.
But Han Siwoo had no intention of pressing it.
With even her final escape sealed, her body was breaking again. Fainting.
Waking once more.
Waking was no different from facing hell itself.
The agony of pleasure scrambled her mind. It shredded her broken brain, over and over.
Every nerve circuit in her body fried and burned by currents of ecstasy, only to regenerate.
Before this endless cycle of pleasure, she could only flail and beg.
“Kill... kill me...”
Her eyes dull and lifeless, she repeated the now-meaningless plea.
“Grghhh!”
She recalled her comrades from long ago. Dragged away by dimensional monsters. Saved by corruption.
“Just corrupt me, please, corrupt me, you bastaaard.”
Even her sense of time had vanished. She merely flailed her broken body, pathetically pleading. Waiting for a hand of salvation to reach out.
Southeast Seoul’s urban district had been combed through entirely.
The place they arrived at was a rundown abandoned factory. A spot with a high chance of someone hiding.
They hurried down into the factory.
A woman’s moan echoed from such a place.
Who the hell has sneaky sex in a dump like this? Ugh...
Some people have weird tastes. It was a headache.
The moment she turned to leave.
Wait, isn’t that Myohwa Seorin’s voice? The bitch-in-heat moans filling the factory sounded just like Myohwa Seorin’s.
No. No way.
It couldn’t be.
Was she jumping Siwoo oppa just to show off to me? Taunting me with those moans?
She flew urgently toward the source of the moans.
And the scene she witnessed was...
Myohwa Seorin, passed out and impaled on the bed. Siwoo oppa mercilessly thrusting his cock into her from above.
What...?
Am I dreaming?
It was so anticlimactic after rushing here with all her might. The woman before her eyes was definitely Myohwa Seorin. What the hell was she seeing?
Myohwa Seorin, who’d been making pathetic noises under Siwoo oppa and climaxing, woke up.
“D-don’t do it, don’t, please stop, grrrhhh.”
She started wailing again in that same bitch-in-heat voice from before.
“Gaaahhh haa haa grroooook!”
Flopping around like a fish on a slab—it was kinda funny, but the situation made no sense. She just stood there, frozen, staring at the surreal scene.
“Kill meee!!! I’m cumming.”
She couldn’t even make human sounds anymore; it was like a pig being slaughtered. Yet Siwoo oppa showed no sign of stopping.
“Corrupt me, make me corrupt, grrrhhh!”
He mercilessly crushed her, pounded her without mercy. And beneath him, Myohwa Seorin flailed, convulsed, begged with tears and nosebleeds for her life.
He trampled her pleas without mercy, like a man who’d lost his reason.
“Ngh.”
This smell...
A staggering concentration of fluids that made her body heat up just from proximity. It was...
Aphrodisiacs. Drugs. A mix wafting through the air.
Crazy.
How thick had they made it? Even in this wide-open space, it was affecting her.
No human could withstand that concentration.
Myohwa Seorin...
So they’d soaked her in all sorts of drugs, and she’d gotten wrecked in return?
Ha... impressive.
A hollow laugh escaped her.
And Siwoo oppa seemed affected by the drugs too. It was rare to see him struggling like this.
Splurt, splurt, spuuurt.
Up close, she saw Myohwa Seorin twitching, drenched in pussy juices and semen from god-knows how many loads.
“Sorry I’m late.”
“Ah... ngh... ah...”
Seeing him drool and gasp around his cock broke her heart. He looked tormented.
“Siwoo oppa, it’s okay now.”
Of course he was suffering. Whenever she’d been in pain, writhing in ecstasy, Siwoo oppa had helped her countless times. Now it was her turn. Time to repay the favor.
“Lu...mia... me...”
“It’s okay.”
Those trembling words from his lips broke the dam holding back her tears.
Ah...
She knew exactly why Siwoo oppa had ended up like this.
It was because of her.
Siwoo oppa had been ruined because of her.
Because of her.
“Thank you for holding on.”
“I... I too... th-thank... you...”
Every time she heard that quivering voice, her heart crumbled. And she sharpened a blade in her soul.
Had she ever hated anyone this much? She despised Myohwa Seorin.
She knew the woman was a survivor too, living a painful daily life. But understanding didn’t keep up with her emotions. So what?
Did that absolve her crimes against Siwoo oppa?
No.
She hated her. Despised her utterly.
And then, a screen appeared before her eyes.
Would you like to corrupt Myohwa Seorin?
Corruption.
The ultimate taboo a magical girl must never commit. That button alone must never be pressed.
But.
Siwoo oppa was trembling in her arms.
Because of that Myohwa Seorin.
The decision didn’t take long.
She pressed the button before her eyes.
Myohwa Seorin has been fully corrupted.
The entity is now permanently bound to Han Siwoo.
This might be abandoning a magical girl’s pride. But... Siwoo oppa was more precious than that.
“I... I’m fi-fine...”
“Don’t talk.”
She sealed Han Siwoo’s trembling lips trying to force out words with a soft kiss.
I’m sorry.
For breaking you because of me. So I’ll take responsibility.
No matter what.
So I love you. She confessed in her heart.
Thank you for holding on until I came. It must’ve been so hard. Thank you for staying alive, for enduring. I’ll make you happy, no matter what. I’ll accept everything. All of you.
“Pour it all into me as much as you want.❤︎”
Squelch.
His cock parted her pussy lips and slid in.
“It’s okay.”
She could feel Siwoo oppa’s emotions, his heart directly. His heart pounded wildly in her ears. His gasping cock throbbed like it would burst inside her pussy.
She squeezed his pulsing cock.
Good.❤︎ I love it.
I love you.❤︎
So cum inside me as much as you want.
“Cum for me.”
She whispered in Siwoo oppa’s ear. And then.
Spurt, spurt.
Hot semen flooded into her womb.
“Nghaa haaa...”
She felt the hot cum filling her pussy, her womb. It was like his seeds, his raw desire pouring into her. She was so happy. Happier than any moment before. It felt like her whole life had led to this.
“I know it’s tough. Let it all out on me.”
Yet Siwoo oppa hesitated. He cherished her.
That made her endlessly grateful. Adorable.
But she knew how agonizing his pain was.
She carefully sat up.
“I’m a magical girl. I won’t break, so please unleash all that desire on me.”
Siwoo oppa turned his head away so as not to burden her. Then she slowly raised her hips and swallowed his cock.
“Hngh, ngh.”
That was the trigger, perhaps. Siwoo oppa started treating her like an object. Like a fleshlight, he began pounding relentlessly.
His hands gripped her waist. Thrusting deep.
Squelch.
“Ogh grhhh.”
Spuuurt.
Siwoo oppa’s cock ravaged her pussy lips without restraint.
“Heght.❤︎”
Pleasure raced up her spine. Scrambled her brain.
Her eyes rolled back, a dumb, happy smile forming.
“Hnght❤︎ ngh.❤︎”
Climax came so easily. Over and over.
She flailed in the swamp of ecstasy.
It was the same relentless pleasure she’d writhed in before.
But now it was different. Blissful.
Not the agonizing ecstasy from before. A swamp of joy so deep she wanted to drown in it forever.
Because this was love. Siwoo oppa’s desire for her was her own deepest wish reflected back.
“Good...❤︎”
Even as he fucked her like a dog. Happiness bubbled up inside her.
She was pathetically gasping, gripped by Siwoo oppa. But.
It wasn’t enough.
She wanted more love. Even more.
She turned to face Siwoo oppa.
Pop.
“Kiss me...❤︎”
She stuck out her tongue and begged. In response, his lips met hers.
His tongue invaded her mouth. Their tongues tangled, entwined.
Clinging desperately to each other.
All the while, his cock tormented her pussy mercilessly, pinning her down. His body used her like a fleshlight. Like animals breeding.
Reason flew away.
“Ogh?!”
The problem was he didn’t stop even if she passed out. Even as her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled, Siwoo oppa didn’t stop.
He woke her with even fiercer pleasure, stronger stimulation.
Waking from blackout, she flailed in the ecstasy swamp again. It was exhausting.
But she was happy. Because she could take his desire. Because it was all directed at her.
She knew she was just as lewd and slutty. She’d already accepted it.
Seeing his infinite desire. Knowing it was just like her own sticky, vulgar cravings. It felt kindred.
“I love you, Siwoo oppa.”
No matter how he changed, what he became, she’d stay by his side forever. So she loved him.