The Magical Girl's Wand Is Merely a Tool for Union
The magical girl's magic wand was nothing more than a tool for physical union.
"Say that again. Did you just say you're leaving?"
"Yes. I'm leaving. We've both said everything we needed to."
The resignation was finished and there was nothing left to say.
She kept ignoring me, mocking me at every turn.
She did nothing but chip away at my dignity. There was no reason for me to stay here anymore.
We could each go our separate ways.
When Dayoung stayed completely silent, I gave a small bow and started to turn away.
"Hey."
I turned my head.
Smack─!
The merciless slap sent my body flying before slamming me straight into the floor.
"Just because I've been going easy on you, you think you can act the fuck up?"
"Aagh! It hurts…! Hngh…."
A blinding white flash exploded before my eyes. For a second I thought I'd blacked out.
It was easily the hardest I'd ever been hit.
My cheek burned so fiercely it felt like it would burst.
The contact had lasted only an instant, but the impact lingered long after.
Blood dripped heavily from my nose. I stared in a daze as it formed a perfect round circle on the floor.
My lip had split open again too; a thin line of blood trickled down my chin.
The brain-shaking pain made tears burst from my eyes.
Why did I have to be the one getting hit?
Lying on the floor sobbing, I felt her gaze on me like I was nothing but an insect. My whole body began to shake.
It was so wretched and terrifying that my heart hammered wildly against my ribs.
"Sujung, I'm pissed right now. I was planning to be nice because you've got such a pretty face, but why the hell are you begging for a beating?"
She reached into the air and summoned her magic wand.
Her purple irises sank even deeper, darker, murkier.
"You're provoking me on purpose, aren't you? You want me horny, don't you?"
Under Dayoung's stare, my body refused to move, as if wrapped in invisible chains of magical power.
"Strip. I'm collecting what I'm owed for saving your sorry ass."
"N-not here… aaagh!"
She grabbed a rough fistful of my pink hair while I was still sprawled on the ground.
"Strip when I fucking tell you to strip."
The grip felt like it would rip my scalp clean off. I flailed my arms desperately.
The upward force gave me no chance to resist; my body was dragged upright like a rag doll.
"I won't do it! I don't want to!"
This was the office Sister Soyeon used to use.
At the very least, I didn't want to be violated by that woman in this space.
I couldn't bear the thought of our memories together being defiled.
"Ugh, hngh… not here… somewhere else, please…."
"Ugh. Why? Scared someone might hear? Don't worry. I'll soundproof the room with magic. Or did you and Soyeon fuck in here? Doesn't matter."
"We… we didn't."
"Then you'll just have to fuck me plenty from now on."
Still gripping my hair, Dayoung wrenched my head back. The nosebleed kept flowing, dripping from my chin.
"Aagh!"
My bloodshot eyes were forcibly locked onto her mocking ones.
I was dragged along on my knees by her hand.
"I've already fucked you raw, haven't I? What the hell does the location matter now?"
She shoved the magic wand she'd summoned right in front of my eyes and whispered. It was far shorter than mine, grotesquely thick.
It looked less like a wand and more like a rod, its once-smooth surface beginning to bulge as if veins were rising beneath it.
Dayoung gave the magical flesh rod a small nod, then tossed it onto the sofa.
She released my hair, grabbed my collar as I started to collapse, and hauled me to my feet.
"Strip."
I wanted to scream at her, ask how she could do this at the company, but Dayoung slowly raised her palm.
She was a complete fucking psycho.
Before her hand could fly again, I reluctantly shrugged off my coat, hanging it on the sofa, then pulled down the zipper of my dress.
The moment the fabric pooled at my feet, Dayoung slid her hand around my waist, yanked me close, and crushed her lips against mine.
"Mmph, hngh…!"
My breath was instantly cut off. My torn lips were mashed into a mess. The stinging, burning pain made me shove at her shoulders, but she didn't budge an inch.
Instead she dragged my bra down, and my pale breasts spilled out, jiggling like waves.
"How the fuck are your tits this soft and squishy?"
She started kneading the delicate flesh like dough, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises. The pain made me pound weakly on her chest, begging her to stop.
She ignored my pathetic resistance completely.
Her slick tongue forced its way between my lips, coiling around my own, sweeping thickly across the roof of my mouth before sucking hard on my lower lip.
Slurp. Smack. Schlick.
The raw, wet sounds of saliva mixing and rubbing made shame burn through me; I could feel the tips of my ears turning scarlet.
Her tongue refused to let go. I wanted to bite down on it so badly.
It licked every ridge inside my mouth, ran across my teeth, and devoured my tongue.
Saliva filled me until it overflowed, trickling vulgarly from the corners of my lips.
The pinkish mix of blood and spit that had been dangling from my chin went drip and landed on my perky breasts.
While I shuddered at the slippery, disgusting sensation, Dayoung reached behind me and unhooked my bra in one swift motion.
It fell limply to the floor.
The chill on my chest made my nipples ache. I shivered.
This didn't feel like sharing warmth. It felt like mating. Like being thrown into the abyss.
She coated her fingers thickly with saliva, then spread it generously over my sensitized nipples. A transparent film clung thinly to the tips.
"Hng! No, your spit is dirty… mmph!"
I screamed from the shame and revulsion, but my lips were swallowed whole again.
"Sugar tits. Why are they so fucking sweet?"
Her saliva-slick fingers gently rolled my nipples, sending sharp, unpleasant sparks of sensation through them. The stimulation made my hair stand on end and my waist tremble.
Ting.
Dayoung flicked the fully erect nipple with her nail. Pain and pleasure crashed over me at once.
I hated it more than anything.
My body was feeling pleasure from Kim Dayoung's hands.
I felt so disgusting, so filthy.
Yet the sounds escaping my mouth were lewd moans that only fueled her lust.
"Aahng…! Heh… ngh!"
My pelvis shuddered as a dizzying current raced up my spine to the nape of my neck. My teeth clenched on their own.
My mind was being dragged into darkness.
"You say you hate it but you're creaming anyway? Huh? You're nothing but a cum rag cunt that feels good no matter how I touch you."
Her eyes glittered as she kneaded my soft breasts like dough. Pale flesh bulged between her fingers.
Dayoung dragged her tongue slowly over the hardened nipple, pinching and twisting it while licking until it glistened.
She pinched so hard it felt like the bud would tear off.
I wanted to shove her head away from my filthy, sucking mouth, but any will to resist had been neatly folded away. Only my pleasure-heated body twitched and writhed.
The mind-crushing stimulation made my vision flicker white.
Dayoung took my entire breast into her mouth while her free hand slid between my smooth thighs.
Her nails traced slowly upward, and the tickling sensation like ants crawling made my legs begin to twist together.
I flinched, trying to pull away, but her hand followed relentlessly.
She gazed at the perky peak she had coaxed out. I trembled at the slick wetness I could feel between my legs and tried to escape her.
But she stayed close, swept her index finger over the soaked crotch of my panties, then slipped her hand inside.
"You're fucking drenched. These panties aren't just wet, they're soaked like a whore's."
"No…"
I froze like a paused frame and looked away.
"What do you mean no? Your cunt drools every single time I touch it."
"Aah, please… can you not say those kinds of things? Haa…."
"What things? That Sujung's got a watery cunt?"
I squeezed my eyes shut at her words.
I never should have spoken.
I knew she was saying it on purpose, but every time she spoke with the face of Kim Soyeon—the woman I had loved—my heart ached like it was being torn apart.
Dayoung yanked my panties down until they caught around my thighs, then thrust two fingers into my soaking, arousal-drenched slit.
"Hiiik! Aahng…!" The lightning-bolt pleasure nearly buckled my knees.
I clung desperately to her shoulders to stay upright. She seemed to enjoy it too; she let out a small curse and panted heavily.
Schlick. Squelch. The obscene sound of red inner walls and plump lips rubbing against her fingers filled the room.
Dayoung curled her fingers and stirred me thoroughly, spreading every fold of my inner walls. The squelching grew louder as my sensitive bumps clung tightly to her digits.
She spread her fingers in a V.
My hole stretched open, cool air kissing the exposed flesh.
When my body convulsed, she thrust harder, as if trying to wreck my cunt completely. Her fingertips grazed my most sensitive spot.
"Haang! Ah… aahng! I'm… I'm coming…!"
With wet slapping sounds, the fluids trapped inside me gushed out. Dayoung's hand glistened, drenched.
Arousal ran down my thighs in long, sticky strands before dripping onto the floor.
"Ugh… I came, I came… haa."
"You really squirt everywhere the second I finger-fuck you. What a lewd little slut."
Dayoung deliberately spat out cruel words as she pressed her body tighter against mine. She let the panties drop to the floor, then forcibly spun me around and made me brace both hands against the wall.
"Hands on the wall. Spread your legs properly."
Under her coercive command, I reluctantly spread my thighs wide.
Clear fluid pattered onto the floor from between my obscenely spread legs.
The unbearable shame made me reflexively try to close my thighs, but she slapped the soft inside of my leg with sharp force.
Slap!
"Aagh! It hurts… ugh."
The stinging pain forced me to spread my legs wide again.
Dayoung ran her hand over my pussy, then spread the wing-like labia apart.
"Aahng! Hii!" The moment her ring and middle fingers stabbed inside, my legs shook like leaves in a storm.
The humiliating wet sounds that accompanied every thrust made me want to cover my ears. Fluids poured from my widely stretched crotch as if I were dehydrating.
My face burned crimson with humiliation.
The knowledge that I was being violated by Kim Dayoung and not Kim Soyeon tore through my mind like madness.
"Don't think about anything else."
She slapped my ass hard. The pale flesh turned red and jiggled. "Ugh! Haang." The burning sting on my backside snapped me back to reality.
I wanted to collapse and clutch my ass with both hands.
Then a blunt, massive foreign object pressed against me from behind. It felt exactly like a thick, hard magic wand.
I'd once heard it was a spell magical girls created to pass on superior genes, treated as a joke.
"Kim Soyeon made a cock with magic and fucked you with it too, right?"
This couldn't be happening. Using a magical flesh rod to embrace someone was something only done by people who loved each other.
When I glanced back, Dayoung had already stripped down to nothing but her bra.
Where her sex should have been, a grotesquely thick and menacing magical flesh rod stood fully erect, shaped like a cock.
"That's… something you only do with your lover…."
"Where the fuck did you get that outdated bullshit? If you're horny, you fuck. Simple as that."
The word "fuck" instantly polluted my ears.
It was truly vile.
So crude and low it made me want to vomit.
"Can't we skip it? Just use your fingers like before, please…."
"Shut up and spread like I told you. Stop making demands."
"It's too big! It's way too big. It'll tear me apart… hngh."
There was no way that enormous thing could fit.
The terror of having to take that monstrous lump overwhelmed everything else.
"It won't tear."
I leaned my forehead against the wall, sobbing, and an irritated curse stabbed into me from behind.
"Stop being such a fucking coward."
Hoping she might pull back had been a complete mistake. She rubbed that bizarre magical flesh rod slowly against my plump labia.
She teased my pussy lips, occasionally brushing my clit. She coated the rod until it glistened with my juices.
It felt like the rod would rip me open and draw blood. Eventually it began pushing inside my tense, twitching entrance, spreading me open.
"Ack! It hurts! It's tearing! Kk… ugh!"
"Relax a little."
She said it wouldn't tear.
What if I passed out?
Tears fell heavily onto the floor.
Despite her words, the moment it started entering, it burned like fire and hurt like hell.
It stretched my hole mercilessly, driving in as if it would split my spine. Reflexively I spread my legs even wider.
Even then the pain was unbearable.
Whenever I tried to pull away, Dayoung grabbed my hips and yanked me back.
Tell me if it hurts, Sujung.
Why was I thinking of Sister Soyeon right now?
Tears streamed down my face from the tearing pain in my cunt. Kim Soyeon had never treated me like this. This beastly, animalistic mating was too degrading.
Veins stood out on the backs of my hands braced against the wall. My fingers curled, nails scraping down the surface.
The narrow passage that had felt like it would rip apart was now, impossibly, slowly sucking the massive flesh rod deeper inside.
"Ha, why is it squeezing so fucking tight? You're going to make me lose my mind."
Dayoung gripped my hips and drove the entire length inside me, from the swollen head to the root.
"Ah, it's so warm. Why the hell is your cunt so hot? Feels like my cock's going to melt."
"Ugh! Haaang…!"
"You're dripping everywhere but your hole's still too tight. Hoo."
The suppressed moans coming from behind me.
"Mmm. Feels good, right?"
Dayoung's voice had grown somewhat gentler.
But I couldn't hear her.
The pain of being completely pierced through my lower belly made my back arch. The sensation against my skin was too vivid. Dayoung began gently circling my clit.
The tingling mix of pain and pleasure climbing from my crotch stabbed all the way to the top of my head.
My toes curled tightly.
My muscles twitched, my ass clenching hard, thighs flexing with tension.
I couldn't even scream properly.
Only choked, broken gasps escaped my throat.
My mind went completely blank.
The overwhelming presence stirring inside my hole made cold sweat bead across my skin.