The Magical Princess Twin Saints ~Futanari Pleasure Invades the Girls~ Chapter 21 801 Feb 03, 2018

The Magical Princess Twin Saints ~Futanari Pleasure Invades the Girls~

The end of peaceful days! The secret sweet smelling room!

"Ah…"

"Akane, today you're really fast. No, I guess I'm just just slow."

"Well you were super pale yesterday, how do you feel now?"

"Hm, I'm not feeling that bad, there was this strange smell on my breath, but my dad said I looked well enough to come today, so don't worry about it."

Akane and Taiko met up on the road while walking to school this morning and they're walking beside one another. Seeing them, they look like your typical girls on their way to school, happily chatting as they walk along. There was no way anyone, other than the person in question, to know one of them was boiling with barely supressed lust.

(My body… I can't supress it… Damn it… I just need to quash it down…)

The girl's reddened face isn't due to the chill autumn air, but is instead the influence of her burning body. Furiously the girl continues suppressing her sexual impulses, but they refuse to disappear. This morning waking up she'd had a towering erection she'd been forced to stuff in her pants before quickly heading to school. Currently, inside her skirt, her erection and balls continued to throb nastily. Akane understood why her body was permanently in heat, it was Blanc's fault, the last words she'd whispered to Akane were even now still swirling about her heart and eroding her reason.

(Hot… ejaculating inside a pussy… it feels even better… even better than yesterday… even better…?)

Even now the brilliant pleasure from yesterday continues bouncing around Akane's head. In a single say she'd fucked breasts, a mouth and a pseudo vagina. Having tasted such pleasure, she can't believe that Blanc was telling the truth when she said a real pussy felt better, but despite that, the thought keeps echoing around her head while grinding away at her self-control.

Looking at the girl walking next to her, Akane stares at her glossy black hair, at her long snow white neck and then even lower as she imagines her supple childish body under her clothing. Under her pleated skirt would be a tight loli pussy with tight lips that had never been pierced. Looking around, Akane sees the street is a rather unused one that is currently deserted and a wicked thought enters her mind, she could find out if a real pussy feels better right now, she could rape Taiko right here and before she notices her hand starts stretching towards Taiko's shoulder.

(…yah!! What am I even thinking…!! I can't attack someone! I'd be the same as Guardia!! There's no way I can do something like that…!!)

To drive away the thoughts, Akane loudly slaps both her hands against her cheeks, the stinging pain from her face momentarily driving away the pain in her body. Still, she couldn't stop staring at Taiko with lustful eyes, that was how far Akane's mind and body had already been twisted.

"Whoa, what are you doing all of a sudden? If you need help waking up just ask me to give you a hand okay?"

"Sorry, I wasn't thinking… hey, what's that in your hand?"

"Hm, I'm just checking the time. Oh, and when did you stop using feminine terms?"

At that precise moment two smartphone ring tones can be heard from Akane and Taiko, the two collecting them from their pocket and bag respectively. Checking their messages, there is a message from both Momoka and Aina that have been sent to their group chat and what Akane and Taiko both see are the same messages. Looking at the message, Taiko is frowning.

"Jeez, both of them… I'm sorry, it looks like they caught the same cold I had yesterday…"

"You're not at fault, it's my fault… if I didn't…"

"Your fault? What do you mean, you haven't done anything!"

Akane can't reply to Taiko as the girl stares at her, her expression showing doubt and bewilderment. The messages from Momoka and Aina both say they've caught Taiko's cold and that they'll be absent from school today. However, a message that only Akane got from Aina tells her something else.

"We'll be waiting at Aina's room after school, don't dawdle okay?"

With this one sentence Akane already understands that some insane obscenity awaits her after school today. However, Akane's body, remembering the strange pleasures of Blanc's games thus far, is filled with excitement knowing that each has been worse than the last. If that's true, than today---? Never a conscious thought, Akane begins eagerly imagining the perversities that will happen later today.

Gazing at her smartphone's screen, Akane doesn't even notice the slight smile that has appeared on her face.

"They say time flies when you're having fun don't they? Can you believe it's already Friday?"

Blanc sits on a chair facing Akane who is currently sitting on a sofa. The two girls are facing one another in Aina's room which is currently filled with a strange vanilla-like sweet scent. Normally a scene like this would be one of two friends spending a relaxing time together after school. However, there is no calm atmosphere to be found here despite the awkward smile on Akane's face.

"…your promise."

"Fufu, of course, I haven't forgotten. I promised to remove the slave crest from Akane-san after a single week didn't I? As I've said many times, I never tell lies do I?"

Staring at Blanc, Akane narrows her eyes and says nothing as the white girl giggles. The slave crest was engraved on Akane last Saturday, so today is the day it should be erased after Akane has endured a seemingly endless week of humiliation and erotic games. There is no way Akane can trust the word of the witch in front of her so for now she can only continue to endure her torments. If she waits long enough though, Akane is sure her enemy will slip up. Believing that, Akane closes her hands into tight fists.

"Well then, since today will be the last day with the crest, how about it Akane-san, why don't we play a game together?"

"A… a game?"

"Yes, go along with me why don't you, it's a selfish request I know, but it's okay right?"

Hearing the unexpected question, Akane isn't sure how to answer. Since Blanc can just order her to go along with her whims, why is she letting her choose? Sitting silently, Akane can't fathom her opponent's intent. She is then distracted as she hears footsteps. Spinning around, Akane looks towards the sound and sees one of her dearest friends there in Aina's room.

"Momoka!? What are you wearing…!"

The clothing Momoka is wearing is way too far from her normal attire it's hard to imagine she's the same girl. Only a powder pink see-through babydoll covers her bare skin. Momoka's huge plump hills just out from her chest, large nipples and areola standing out on her breasts which are easily seen through the fabric covering them. The fabric of the babydoll and matching shorts only covers a tiny amount of skin and obviously has no meaning other than enticing men. Beyond that, even from where Akane is sitting, she can clearly see that Momoka's crotch is drooling lewd honey at an incredible rate. She looks like a slutty mistress or a harlot, but despite this, there is no shame on Momoka's face. On the contrary, her facial expression is one of lewd delight and her skin looks glossy and healthier than normal. Walking over to the sofa with a slow gait, Momoka then slides down and sits next to Akane. Seeing the amazing breasts and youthful body of her friend from so close, Akane becomes mesmerised despite herself.

"What's the matter~? You don't like it~?"

"No, it really suits yo… no, that's wrong! What, what is this…"

"T~h~i~s~?"

"That, that perverted form…!!"

With her innocent young face flushed, Akane can only answer like that. At the same time, Momoka's fingers stretch down to Akan's thighs as if to tease the virgin futanari girl. Fingers slowly crawling to her crotch, an itchy sensation torments Akane and her pussy starts drooling as if pleased. However, Momoka never directly touches the flesh rod and purposefully seems to dance around her rod without directly touching it. Turning her face back to Blanc, Akane's eyes question her and with an easy smile, Blanc opens her mouth to explain.

"For thirty minutes, just endure it and don't ejaculate, a very simple game right?"

"A simple game…!! Who the hell would do this voluntarily…!!"

"If Akane wins, not only will I remove the slavery crest from Momoka, I will also tell you where Aina is located."

"What…!?"

"Ah, but I will not force you to play in this game okay? If your body is too tired and you just want to wait and fight another match against me I'm fine with that too."

Akane can't hide the surprise in her eyes. The game seems insane, but it will let her both save Momoka and rescue Aina, both her problems will be solved at once. As Blanc alluded to, Akane knows she won't be in best form for this game with her body's current lustful condition. With a bitter expression, Akane is forced to acknowledge that even though she doesn't want to play this game, it is a good chance she can't let escape.

"There is nothing to worry about but still you hesitate, is there something wrong with the game?"

"This game doesn't seem to offer you anything, there must be some trick, you wouldn't do something like this unless you benefit from it."

"Oh, is that it? I'm just doing this to have fun. I love watching Akane-san's miserable form as she tries to resist her own dark nature. However, if you don't want to I guess I could just go play with Aina."

Saying such evil things while smiling a self-righteous grin like a saint, a feeling of disgust and nausea roils through Akane's stomach. At the same time her fighting spirit returns to her heart. Seeing how Blanc just treats all those around her as playthings to be toyed with has reignited her passion as a heroine. Feeling pissed off, Akane glares at Blanc while regaining a measure of her nobility as a magical princess.

"Oh, also, if Akane-san loses, she'll receive a punishment game. However, win or loss, I will remove the slavery crest afterwards."

'…fine. Hurry up and start your shitty game. Whatever you do I'll beat you!"

"My, how splendid. Now, for the punishment game, what do you think would be fun? Should we play with your cock? We haven't played with your ass for a bit. Hm, I wonder…"

"Shut up!! Stop wasting time with your chatter and start the damn game!!"

Letting out an angry yell that shakes the room, Akane rages while Blanc's happy expression doesn't change in the slightest. Placing her hand into the neck of her clothing, Blanc takes out a small hour glass, its meaning obvious. Akane must endure until the sand has completely fallen to the lower half of the hour glass. Placing it on the table with a loud clunk, the game starts now.

"Akane-chan, making such a scary face is no good okay~? Just calm down and relax a little bit okay~?"

Coming close to Akane's side as she's making an angry expression, Momoka pushes against her shoulder and a wonderfully plump weight is transmitted down her arm. Surprised, Akane turns to face her friend and unconsciously her gaze is drawn to the huge breasts pushed against her. Shaking her head, Akane looks up to her friends face and is surprised to see an absolutely bewitching lascivious expression on it. Fascinated, Akane can't look away from the lewd face closing on hers, completely unable to tear her eyes away. Despite knowing what she should do, Akane is powerless against her masculine instincts and with every beat of her heart her futanari penis begins swelling while lifting her front of her skirt.

"It's okay~, I'll make you feel so good you won't want to stop~."

"Mo… Momoka… stop… hnnn… muuuuhhh…!!"

Momoka's luscious lips press against Akane's and block off the words of rejection she was about to utter. A strangely sweet feminine smell fills Akane's nose and spreads inside her mind as if caressing her brain directly. Feeling the soft lips against her own, a frustration begins spreading from her own lips throughout her body.

The hourglass is turned over and the silver specs inside begin smoothly flowing from one side to the other as each second passes. Like that, the two girl's their bodies dyed in madness, press against one another as the curtain marking the beginning of the game is raised.