Translator: Kurehas.h.i.+ Aiko

Chapter 7: The Two's Intercourse

PART 1

Hearing Masumi's spiteful laughter, Mikoto could only bite on her lips out of frustration. That o.r.g.a.s.m just now made her lose all strength in her body, and she couldn't move. Even though Mikoto wanted to lift her head, her body was a little bit slow on the uptake.

Said one of the girls while playing around with the toy stuck in Mikoto's a.s.s. Plop, plop, plop…… One by one, the rubber beads are being pulled out of Mikoto's a.s.s. Mikoto's sphincter was still gaping wide thanks to the vibrator's thickness, and the beads themselves were covered in transparent and sticky fluids. Strange, sweet scent was filling Mikoto's nostrils. When the last bead finally left Mikoto's r.e.c.t.u.m, her a.s.shole was still left in gaping state, flas.h.i.+ng her crimson-red insides, looking like a strange red, meaty flower.

Cold air flows inside of Mikoto's burning a.s.s. Finally being free of the foreign object, Mikoto's belly felt free, but also surprisingly empty.

The restrains on her arms and legs were also gone, and her body was at last free to move. However, even so, she was unable to move even one finger.

Girls also release her from their grasp, and unable to support her body weight properly, Mikoto falls to the ground on the spot. Her exposed b.r.e.a.s.t.s were being crushed in between her body and the cold ground. Her thighs fold over slightly, pus.h.i.+ng her reddened b.u.t.t upwards. Her soaked and wrinkled panties were now barely even hanging on one of her legs, ready to fall off completely. Her crotch and inner highs were completely drenched, mainly because of the love juices spilling out of her p.u.s.s.y.

(Something… like… that…..)

There was still a little bit of fighting spirit left in her.

But that was about it.

She wanted to stand up, but her legs wouldn't move, or be able to support her weight. The cold ground felt so good, and Mikoto's body refused to get up.

From the shadows in the center of the demonic cave, Takeru suddenly appeared surrounded by few other girls. Her slender body was wrapped in uniform, and her intelligent eyes were looking at Mikoto from behind gla.s.ses. The only thing that was overwhelming was the fact that her arms were twisted backwards, held behind her back by the girls. Her small b.r.e.a.s.t.s were moving up and down heavily.

Mikoto's elated voice slowed down. Takeru's eyes were gleaming red behind her gla.s.ses, and her lips were frozen in a cold smirk, making her look totally unlike normal Takeru. Mikoto thought it might be because she was embarra.s.sed that she let herself be captured by the enemy, but that was not it.

Her soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s were being played with and groped. The girls's hands were stretching Takeru's b.r.e.a.s.t.s and drawing circles over them, enjoying their softness and elasticity. Their fingers were even tracing all the way down to her belly and thighs. She looked like that because she was being molested.

As Takeru drew closer, Mikoto finally became aware of the gravity of the situation.

Swelling inside of Takeru's pants, there was a gigantic bulge. The rod-like object was pressing onto the material from the inside, stretching it to the limits. It was, almost as if…… She looked like a boy who's been thinking nothing but naughty thoughts.

Masumi walked to Takeru and reached her hands towards Takeru's pants.

Takeru shakes her body in an attempt to escape Masumi's grasp. However, since she was still being firmly held by the girls, she could only tilt her body slightly. Masumi then touches the buckle of Takeru's felt and unfastens it with ease -- WHOOs.h.!.+

After Takeru's pants fell to the ground, a huge and swollen object sprung up from between her legs.

Mikoto couldn't even hear Masumi's mocking voice right now.

Mikoto's sight was currently focused on that gruesome protrusion that was growing out of her little sister's crotch.

Its glans were glittering, its muscles were bulging, and it was way thicker and longer than any human p.e.n.i.s would ever be. It was poking towards the room's ceiling, and it was twitching and moving as if it was alive, while constantly secreting some kind of transparent liquid from its tip. Whatever that liquid was, it was making this whole p.e.n.i.s to glow ominously in the darkness.

A horrific protrusion placed upon the crotch of a restrained girl. A profane combination that was mocking G.o.d's creation.

Mikoto wanted to get up in a fit of rage, but the other girls found their way towards her and restrained her. Her arms were immobilized in the exact same way as Takeru's.

(Uuuh! Tkeru is right here, right in front of me!)

Driven by her rage, the aftereffects of Mikoto's o.r.g.a.s.m were slowly wearing off. Seeing her younger sister suffering the effects of the curse, Mikoto struggled to pull herself up on her knees, wanting to go to her sister's side and help her.

While Mikoto was busy being furious, Masumi walked towards her and pointed her small finger right at her.

Mikoto's cheeks burned with deep crimson. Certainly, Masumi didn't omit any single thing of importance.

(B, but still, this thing is!)

In response to Mikoto's desperate gaze, the girls that were playing with Takeru became even rougher with her.

Takeru tried to say something, but one of the girls blocked her mouth with her hand. Another girl wrapped her hand around that monstrous meat stick that was protruding from Takeru's crotch.

While she's being squeezed, Takeru shakes her head so hard that her gla.s.ses almost fall off, her knees shake so much that he had trouble standing, she also looked as if she was holding herself back from peeing.

Why would those girls hurt her like that? Looking by the way they were calling her, the girls that were surrounding her were all the ones that were giving her the love letters.

However, Mikoto couldn't say for sure.

But no matter what excuses they were going to use, what they were doing was just wrong.

Said one of the girls while using her hand to jerk Takeru's gross protrusion. She brushed Takeru's hair behind her ears, showing her flushed profile to Mikoto. -- TWITCH!

Takeru's whole body shook as though she wanted to scream. The girls held onto her body, preventing her from breaking free and crying in agony.

Says Masumi while getting closer to Takeru, her angelic smile ever present on her face.

Those words. .h.i.t Mikoto hard.

It's her fault that Takeru ended up this way. So it was her duty to help her now. She understood that much, but ----

(I, I can't do it…… Something, like that…… Something, like this……)

Mikoto couldn't do that. However, if she won't do that……