The Magical Princess Twin Saints ~Futanari Pleasure Invades the Girls~ Chapter 6 862 Nov 10, 2017

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

Rematch at the Abandoned Factory! The Clash of Red and White!

"I was waiting, you've arrived much earlier than I expected."

On the appointed day, before the sun has even especially risen the girl appears at the abandoned factory wearing her school uniform. The girl she's destined to battle gives a light wave while calling out to her with the same happy smile and voice.

"You didn't specify a time, should I have come at night?"

"Oh, I'm very sorry for not saying when you should have come… I did come here to try and make sure I'd be able to greet you when you arrived though, I hope you can forgive me."

Blanc says words of apology but her facial expression and tone don't change at all. It seems from the way she carries herself that despite saying the words they're nothing but useless noise to her. Akane doesn't know what her enemy has planned for her over the last week, but she definitely knows not to take her eyes off her enemy this time. Now she intently observes her while ignoring the gibberish she spouts.

"Well then, as promised I will return this to you now."

At the moment the brooch is returned to Akane from Blanc's hand, she can feel magical power once again filling up her body. The brooch in her hand is filled with the same shimmering light as before.

"I didn't think you'd really return it, I thought you must have been lying."

"How mean, you don't think I'm a liar do you? Then again, I may have played a little prank."

Although she is a little uncomfortable with Blanc's laughter, she is fully aware it is meaningless to react to her opponent's laughter. Silently quashing her irritation, Akane tightly grips her magical brooch, the magnitude of her rage obvious from a mere glance.

"Tch... So, shall we fight right here now?"

"Most definitely. Since Akane-san arrived so early, we can begin out rematch, out second round, in a moment."

Recalling her defeat last time, Akane's expression is cloudy. The humiliation can't be forgotten and she doesn't intend to ever taste something like that ever again. Blanc continues speaking while enjoying her opponents bitter face.

"If Akane wins, I will tell you where our current base is. Your friend is there and you will be able to go save her."

"That's a generous offer. How is Hail, is she okay?"

Although she pretends to be calm on the surface, Akane isn't calm inside her heart. As she'd guessed, Aina had been caught and Akane's imagination overflowed with dark scenarios as she imagined what her partner had gone through over the course of the week. She needs to defeat this demon no matter what. Thinking that, the girl's determination becomes even more set and her anger begins to boil.

"However, there isn't anyone who would enter a battle with only such a one sided wager. If I win how about… hm, if I win, Akane-san has to do everything I tell her for an entire week. That seems fun and fair doesn't it?"

Tension fills Akane's body. If she's defeated she'd have to follow orders for an entire week which is the same as a direct death sentence. But as a Magical Princess she knows she can't lose, so taking the bet will cost her nothing.

"Fine, I'll defeat you and save Hail, now let's get this started!"

"It seems you have consented, well then, let us begin."

As she says that, the white girl slowly takes a defensive stance, her figure completely different from the previous fight. There is no fear in Akane's heart and she concentrates everything on defeating the opponent in front of her. Still staring intently at her enemy, the heroine yells out in a loud voice.

"Magical Divine Clothing!"

As if responding to the call, light emanates from the brooch and wraps the girl's body in light. Changing her appearance, the clothes disappear and are replaced with the red and black combat uniform of Sacred Flare.

"……!?"

However, the costume of the girl has been changed dramatically.

The red and black part of the costume has been changed into an extreme high-leg form and the exposure has been significantly increased. If she walked about in public wearing this there is no way she'd be able to avoid the label of slut. Although her secret place is hidden by a tiny scrap of fabric, the crotch has a large heart shaped hole cut in it and her meat stick is poked through it exposed for everyone to see. The skirt has completely disappeared and instead there are red and black frills that now sit about the base of her penis. The new decoration can only be seen as maliciously drawing even more attention to her ugly thing.

"What!? What's with this perverted appearance!? …this is the most disgusting sense of fashion ever!!"

"Oh my, it seems like a perfect match for the super perverted Flare-san doesn't it. Sadly I'm not the designer, but if you have any comments please tell me, I can pass them on to the designer directly."

Flare can't hold back her anger as Blanc continues to talk with a light laughing atmosphere. Overcome with an unpleasant feeling of disgust, her battle lust overwhelms the heroine. Stepping towards her enemy as she continues laughing, her charge is stopped by a single comment from the white girl.

"Oh, also, I must ask, why do you still have a penis attached to you there?"

Hearing a note of recrimination in the words, they corner the girl. Having been given back the brooch, it seems that Blanc hadn't been lying about that, but Akane hadn't been able to resist and ended up shooting out her desires. Having realised her own mistake, the girl can't move. Even taking another step seems impossible as if her feet had been sewn to the ground.

"Even after I taught you that you would be able to return to normal if you didn't ejaculate… I guess Flare-san must be a penis loving futanari girl."

"-----!! Shuuuuuut uuuuuuuup!!"

As if laughing at her opponent, Black continues to speak, her words infuriating the Magical Princess as they continue in a flirty tone. How much misery and torment had this lump of ugly meat put her through? However, despite how much anger she felt, the heroine struggled to move forward, her body stiff with shame. As Flare heavily barrelled forward, Blanc once again began lightly dancing aside and like this the battle between red and white once again commenced. The battle for the fate of the heroine girls had its opening curtain rise.

Red and white form dashed about the inside of the factory. Like last time Flare easily keeps pace with Blanc but this time the situation is rather different. Last time the white girl had merely fled the entire time, but now it was unlike last time.

"Aafuuna!"

With a thunderous roar an attack came flying and missed just millimetres from the cheek of the Magical Princess. Using both arms to throw bolts of purplish lightning, her opponent was able to keep her at bay and like this the red girl can't close in on the white. If she was able to close in to hand to hand range Flare was sure she could win but she could only grind her teeth because the lightning wasn't the only attack her opponent had.

"Tuh! Fly away!"

A wrench came flying from in front of Flare and even though she managed to dodge it, before she could relax for a moment, it came flying back from behind and struck her. Somehow her opponent could affect the electromagnetic force of the items around her, but despite getting the general gist of the ability, Flare couldn't use the understanding to avoid the items being flung at her. Especially within this abandoned factory full of metallic parts. While trying to keep her attention on all sides, her power as an extremely mobile girl wasn't able to be demonstrated.

(There's also the problem of this body… I can't win a battle of attrition…)

The body of the girl was also being eroded by the obscene curse inflicted upon it. Each time she moves or uses her magical power, a thrill of pleasure courses through her flesh pole. As this happens the feverish arousal builds in her and the movements of the Magical Princess become dulled as time passes.

(If I can just get into hand to hand combat range I can end this in an instant…!)

Continuing the battle carefully, Flare keeps waiting for a moment of weakness to be shown by her opponent, a small gap she can aim at. Because of this, the keep moving, running, jumping, leaping, sliding, blocking one another, cutting one another off, reading movements and intents from one another, tailing each other without directly closing in and clashing with one another, awaiting a moment of weakness with they can finish the battle with a sure kill strike. Leaping back from her impatient foe, the girl in white flies through the air but somehow lands ever so slightly too heavily and a miniscule gap appears in her defences.

With this once in a lifetime chance, the heroine bets everything on her attack.

"Strike true! Crimson Bullet!"

Concentrating her magical flames, a bullet of fire that moves even faster than the speed of sound is released from Flare's fist as she punched the air. However, a moment before it hits, Blanc sees the bullet coming and dodges aside. However, the red girl remains unshaken and intently watches her enemy with the eyes of a warrior.

"Spread."

At Flare's yell the scarlet bullet reveals its true identity as well as it's master's true aim. The magical bullet quickly changed form as it struck the ground behind Blanc and it became a wall of flame. The unexpected obstacle suddenly stops Blanc's movement and the Magical Princess moves forward assured of her own victory. Flames exploding from her feet, Flare begins a charge with incredible speed directly at the white girl. In response, Blanc lifts both arms and fires two purple lightning bolts from her hands directly at the girl charging her. The rapidly accelerating red girl can't avoid the lightning bolts.

"Gyahhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Nor did she intend to. Head down, she rushes directly into the lightning without slowing and even increasing in speed even as she's hit by the lightning. Of course this doesn't somehow invalidate the magic of the lightning bolts and pain, light and noise fill her body as she runs through it. Still, the Magical Princess doesn't slow her feet and her pained scream changes into a primal scream of rage. Withstanding it with her indomitable will, she keeps rushing towards her enemy. Seeing it, Blanc thinks it's a suicide charge and for a moment does nothing, not thinking to dodge, avoid, leap away or otherwise react and like this the distance between the two becomes zero.

"Hohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Soooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Flare's fist, covered in roaring flame, comes flying like an iron pylon coated in crimson and crashes into the centre of the white girl's body. The expression of her opponent which has never changed is finally dyed with shock and pain. With the heavy blow, Blanc's body is lifted off the ground and flies into the air as an audible sound of bones cracking can be heard echoing.

"Get blown awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!"

The flames on Flare's gauntlet changed from their red colour to an intense white-blue colour and a torrent of flames like an explosion from point blank flows out of them. Together with the fist that strike a heavy blow, the holy blue flames pierce the enemy and he atmosphere literally shakes within the factory. The wall of flame behind Blanc collapses and her body is blown away in the torrent of white hot heat. The white girl is swallowed up in the flames and then disappears.

"Gah… hahh… hahh… hahh… hahh…"

Flare having expended all of herself in that single blow falls to a knee on the spot. Her reason is suddenly heavily smashed as her cock becomes rock hard and her body burns with lust. It seems she pushed herself too hard. By concentrating everything into that single blow she's spent too much of her power and her right arm is even paralysed for a moment. The huge bonfire that blazes in front of Flare eventually dies down and the form of Blanc smashed into the wall is released and crashes to the ground.

(She has to be dead… doesn't she…?)

She couldn't afford to go lightly on her enemy so she'd thrown everything she had at her enemy. However, if the opponent is dead, she'll be rather troubled. She still needs to find out Hail's location. Thinking that, she forces herself to stand and approaches the body of her enemy on wobbly feet but then a worrying scene is shown before her. Swaying on her feet while bleeding from her torso, the white girl stands up while injured and gives a never before seen grotesque smile.

"Ah… hurts… it hurts… it really hurts!! My body is really truly hurt!! You're really dreamy Flare-san, it really was such good luck meeting you!!"

Hearing such a vile shouted declaration, Flare is completely at a loss for words. She doesn't know how the girl is still able to stand or why she's so happy, but the obvious madness of the girl makes her body instinctively freeze up in fear. The white girl's expression finally slid back to its normal state but the Magical Princess still feels and intense fear.

"I'm really sorry, but I can't afford to lose here, you understand don't you?"

Saying that, Blanc cracks her knuckles and then begins gather shining white magical power to her hands. As she does so dozens upon dozens of magical symbols begin appearing in the factory filling the very air all around the two girls. The magic is so strong that Flare can feel her own magic resonating with it and her heart freezes as brilliant light dazzles and shines.

"Before Flare-san came today I prepared these. It's a bit cowardly to use them but… since my opponent is a might champion of justice you'll forgive me won't you?"

While still smiling, the white girl begins moving her hands. Suddenly in a complete crisis, Flare wants to move her body to strike the demon in front of her once again, but her tattered body won't respond and then it's too late.

"Aina… save me… I… I… Iyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Outside lightning flashes and rain begins to fall on the factory. Inside the factory, the sound of a sorrowful scream drowns out the sounds of the rain and the girl's hope disappears as if dew before the morning sun.