Mage Personality Excretion -2
Mage Personality Excretion -2
When the personality is excreted, time passes in a state that's almost like being dead.
External stimuli can be felt, but it's an endless darkness where nothing can be done.
So, this stupid disguise is desperately writhing to excrete its master's personality.
"No, no······!!!"
Gurururuk···.
Bellisa desperately blocks her anus from loosening as she heads to her lab.
Gururururuk!!!
'Just a little···. Just a little more······.'
The mage is utterly desperate to buy even a tiny bit of time for her large intestine.
She doesn't give a damn about her dignity anymore and presses down hard on her anus with both hands.
Jorurururu···.
And to carve out even a smidge of space in her large intestine, she pisses all over the corridor floor.
"Hahaha···. So desperate, huh."
"Shut the fuck up···!!!"
She staggers down the corridor, legs wobbling like a newborn fawn.
Gurururururuk!!!!!
"Hueeeeeek!!!"
The personality jelly is on the verge of squirting out a bit.
Plop.
She collapses right on the spot.
"No no no no no······!!!"
"Huh, looks like you're hitting your limit?"
"You fucker···! I'll kill you······!"
It's damn impressive she can still grit her teeth this hard in a situation like this.
As expected, it takes this kind of grit to run with the Hero Party.
"Anyway, look forward to what comes next."
"W-what··· are you··· gonna··· do······."
Even while crawling across the floor, she glares daggers at the tentacle.
"Who knows? Maybe leave you to stew for a few days?"
"That shit··· ain't···."
Gurururuk···.
"Ever gonna-"
Whoosh.
The carpet slipped just a tad.
But at the same instant, her already exhausted sphincter went slack.
"Ah······."
That was Bellisa's last words before the personality excretion.
Chuwawawaaak!!!
A blunt, cylindrical lump of pink jelly gushes out like mad.
But it's coated enough that it doesn't splatter everywhere on the floor.
It holds its shape perfectly as it erupts from her anus.
"This is way more fun than I expected···."
Is the tentacle's true nature just that sadistic?
Or did eating half that conditioning tentacle absorb its twisted personality and memories?
"Well, whatever. I'll play with it my way."
······.
Of course, no clue if the personality jelly can actually hear any of this.
Picks up the Enema Device.
Of course, it's been chilling in a jar on purpose for a bit.
Wonder how it'll react—gotta be curious.
But this time, I've prepped something besides the Enema Device.
Anal Plug.
Naturally, true to tentacle craftsmanship, it's no ordinary plug.
Special locking mechanism: once locked, no expelling from the inside, period.
Unlock it, though, and it pops right out, totally useless as a stopper.
'Best part? Remote control.'
Meaning I can now tweak this top-tier mage's personality excretion whenever the fuck I want.
Zuuuuuk···.
First, load our esteemed mage's personality into the Enema Device.
Then blast it all straight into her ass—
"Hng!?"
Before she can even react, ram the Anal Plug in fast.
Puk♡
"Heeeeek···!!!"
Bellisa, fresh out of blackout, strokes her ass at the sensation of the Anal Plug slamming home.
And yeah, it's a thick bastard to keep the guts from leaking.
"Huaaaak···!!!"
Not weird she's rubbing her ass at the sudden anus-piercing vibe.
But that pales next to her burning questions about the whole 'personality just leaked out' blackout phase.
"Hah···. Hah···."
Check it—her whole body's soaked in cold sweat.
"Y-you alive?"
"How's it feel? Calmer now? Ready to actually listen?"
"Y-you damn monster···!"
Bellisa tries casting a spell.
Probably picked something low-mana given her shit situation, but fat chance.
No mana's coming.
"Hahaha···, Thought you were the brains, but you still haven't clocked the situation."
Then, as Bellisa flails cluelessly with that gut-chunk still nagging her, the tentacle strides right up.
"D-don't come—"
Puk.
"Eugugugik!!!"
Casually whips out a tentacle and smacks her belly.
Down she goes.
Wasn't even that hard a hit.
But for a mage lugging a massive personality blob in her guts? Brutal stimulus.
"If you don't play nice, that Anal Plug corking your shithole can pop anytime I say."
"Ung···. What the···."
"Here, feast your eyes on this."
Whips out a diagram just like that personality jelly.
Cylindrical pink jelly, sketched out.
"This is your personality, chilling inside you right now."
"T-this···?"
"And from now on, you'll live forever split from it like this."
"N-no way, that's bullshit—"
Kkuuk♡
"Hueeeeeek!!!!"
Just a split-second size-shrink on the Anal Plug's blockade.
Bellisa shrieks like death's at the door.
"Hahaha···. Hilarious. Anyway, time to get polite with me?"
"······."
Finally, her face is gold.
Makes you think: even haughty mages can pull this look.
But for a smug bitch like her? Gotta hammer home the pecking order, blatant-style.
"Be more polite. Trust me."
"Even clumped up, what if I dump your belly's personality jelly down the sewer?"
It'd melt right into the liquid, soul half-assimilated.
Not dead, not alive···.
Shiver shiver shiver···.
"Damn, smart cookie—picks it up fast."
"Even without that, I could spike it with whatever."
"Whatever?"
"Like, mix Aphrodisiac into your core personality?"
Aphrodisiac's usual heat.
Blended right into the personality···.
"N-no, anything but···."
"Quick on the uptake, huh."
Terror face achieved.
"W-what do you want?"
Gurururuk.
"Heek······."
Still freaking 'cause her clueless gut's gunning to boot the personality.
"M-magic? T-tell me, I'll give you anything, whatever!"
"Ah, what I want?"
How to even explain this.
'Oh yeah, this mage's gotta know about the tentacle shitshow.'
"Know what happened to the Hero?"
"······."
She recoils at the words.
No chit-chat, just backs up till she thumps the wall.
"Ah, no need to panic that hard."
Half-eaten conditioning tentacle's vibes and ego leaking through.
"Smashing you the same way? Boring as hell."
"Plug release."
Pong♡
"Hik······♡"
The ass-plugger yanks free from its tight seal.
"Hueeeeeup!!!"
"Hahaha, ignoring how ridiculous you look?"
Bare-ass naked, hunched over like she's fighting a massive dump.
Hands clamped on her cheeks.
"P-please···. Don't······, yeah?"
Instant bootlicker mode.
"I-I got tons of magic···. Let's swap···."
But her gut's on a roll now, no stopping it.
Gurururururuk!!!
"Hueee···!!!"
Legs buckling, cold sweat pouring, fighting tooth-and-nail against personality excretion.
"Ah, fine—here's what happens if that personality pops out now."
"I'll refine it for easy molding, ah, yeah. Nailed it—this is the kicker."
Somewhere along the line, Smart Tentacle's smarts mash up with conditioning tentacle's kink, spilling out.
And the kickoff plan? Shocking.
"First off, mega-dose Aphrodisiac straight into your personality jelly."
"W-wha···?"
"Fun, right?"
Face goes dead serious.
"Then your body's next—condition it till you can't even stand straight."
"C-crazy bullshit—"
Gurururuk.
Holding limit crashes in.
"Ah······."
Hands fail to hold the line; jelly creeps out slow from her depths.
"N-nooooooo!!!"
Pinnacle mage wails like a loser, watching her personality drain live.
Sticky-ass jelly? Once it's rolling, no stopping the flow.
"N-no···, hng······."
Link to her body slackens; screaming mug fades to blank stare.
Drip···.
"······."
Personality excretion: complete, round two.
"Hmm···."
Tentacle gets to work.
Starting line for turning this mage into a hopeless wreck.