Magical Girl Shiney Angel ~Humiliating Futanari Training~ Chapter 19

The Game's First Day, First Time! Seriously Cheris.h.i.+ng your Toys!

*Month XX Day XX, Sunday, c.o.c.k Size 14.2cm

After receiving a box from Mistress-sama, I opened it immediately. She gave it to me yesterday after we got home from my walk. At that time Mistress-sama said "A mutt that can't even endure the urge to e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e needs training". I was angry at myself because, after not being able to endure s.e.x, I made Natsumi have to eat my s.e.m.e.n soaked cake.

I'm a bad b.i.t.c.h, a s.h.i.+tty female dog, for Mistress-sama sake I need to become a better b.i.t.c.h. Otherwise Mistress-sama might abandon me. Only when I'm next to Mistress-sama am I safe. So it's really scary thinking I might be abandoned, I have to take my special training very seriously.

Inside the box there were five different tool. The first is a thick rod like thing I can hold in my hand. Holding it, it has a soft squishy feel. When I first saw it, I didn't know what it was, then I saw there was an opening at one end, a hole that had an incredibly obscene nasty appearance, then I knew right away what this tool was for. This is a thing I'd seen in the book Mistress-sama had given me, definitely what it had called an onahole. The dirty language book had an example in it, "Yuuna's p.u.s.s.y is a disposable onahole," and now that I've seen it, I can understand what it meant, this was a disposable p.u.s.s.y. I keep looking over at the onahole next to me, the disposable p.u.s.s.y. Just thinking about it my c.o.c.k is getting harder. I'm grabbing the onahole in my hand and…[email protected]*&$

"Ahhhhhhh~~~, this ish amazhing~❤"

Lying on her back while nude, Yuuna is writhing atop her sheets. The Onahole that Dark Disaster gave her held tightly in her hand. Tightly holding the onahole, Yuuna is ramming her c.o.c.k into it over and over again without pause. Yuuna, who'd been trying to write in her diary a moment ago couldn't resist the l.u.s.t rising up in her body anymore and had begun masturbating with the onahole again. Dark Disaster had given her five different presents in the box. There was one she didn't understand how to use. There was one she was reluctant to use. However, the last three were wonderfully charming to the b.i.t.c.h Yuuna and, despite it being Sunday she had spent half the day already masturbating without pause. Among them this l.u.s.tful Empress Special Onahole was Yuuna's favourite. No matter how many times she e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed into it, it had a special function that cleaned it up automatically. It secreted gooey lotion from inside it and the amount could be freely modified by the user's wishes. Especially the words "Yuuna's p.u.s.s.y is a disposable onahole" keep echoing around her head, becoming engrained in her body and mind.

"Iyaaaa… endure it, don't e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e… endure it…"

While roughly masturbating, such things come from the girl's mouth. Of course, this is the special training, designed to up Yuuna's endurance. However, despite knowing this, it feels so good that Yuuna's purpose begins to change.

"Uuu… Onaholes… are amazing!"

Yuuna is completely addicted to this new form of masturbation that is completely different from her own hand job. The soft inner walls of the onahole is completely wrapped around the length of Yuuna's c.o.c.k and different areas are attacked with pleasure as Yuuna slowly s.h.i.+fts her grip and applies pressure unevenly.

"Even slower… more strongly…guh, ahh…"

Adjusting her grip and changing the rhythm makes Yuuna feel even better. The different pleasure makes Yuuna's brain flash and secret different chemicals inside her head while melting. Her brain, spirit and heart are all burning up. However, even while drowning in pleasure like this, there is a single part of Yuuna's brain that stays sober.

"Mistress-sama… her p.u.s.s.y… this isn't… as good…"

That's right. For the half a day, Yuuna has been trying to replicate the sensation she'd felt while in front of Natsumi. However, no matter how she thrusts, grips and grinds, the sensation isn't the same and it's nowhere near as pleasurable.

"Haah… Hahh… Mistress-sama, too amazing… isn't she…"

Like a junkie addicted to narcotics, Yuuna admires the thing that has been melting her brain. However, Yuuna isn't actually wrong. Unknown to Yuuna, Dark Disaster's young genitals are actually considered a terrifying thing by the people of her home world, it is true that she's devoured hundreds of men, from the strongest studs to the weakest virgins, but many of these men have been left completely crippled s.e.xually afterwards. However, since becoming her darling's concubine, she hasn't engaged in s.e.x with anyone besides him, but the little girl's true nature is still that of the l.u.s.tful Empress, an avatar of libido and carnality. A true succubus.

"Hah… Hah… I need to finish the diary off…"

Holding a pen in her hand, the girl heads back towards the diary while panting.

Like this, while holding an onahole in one hand, Yuuna begins again…

(^(^(%*%&$$… I couldn't hold back even while I was writing and started using the onahole again. Now that I've just e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed I'm sitting her naked while continuing to write in this diary. The onahole feels so good that I keep using it over and over and over again. However, no matter what I do it doesn't feel quite as good as actual s.e.x. Mistress-sama is a really awesome person. Maybe my p.u.s.s.y really is only as good as a disposable onahole. I wonder that if I had s.e.x with Oono-kun if he'd think my p.u.s.s.y wasn't as good as an onahole. Even though Mistress-sama has let me stay a virgin, I wonder if Oono-kun would like my disposable onahole p.u.s.s.y. I definitely need to learn from Mistress-sama, her special techniques so that when I take a c.o.c.k in my p.u.s.s.y I can make it super happy too. There were other adult toys that Mistress-sama gifted me too. There's an a.n.a.l vibe that, if you even use once, will become completely addictive thanks to how good it feels. Putting it inside my a.n.u.s and letting it stir me up makes my c.o.c.k so hard it hurts. Using it makes me remember the rewards Mistress-sama gave me. There is also a pink rotor I haven't used yet, but it looks like it will feel good too. There's another toy that I'm not sure how to use, but I'm sure it will feel super good too. Mistress-sama also did something to my bracelet that I'm sure will be something nice and fun. For now Mistress-sama told me to do special training for three days. I'm definitely going to use these to keep practicing as hard as I can tomorrow.

"Morning~ Yuuna!"

"Ahh, good morning Natsumi."

As usual, a girl with a bob cut is hugging Yuuna from behind. This girl is Kawase Natsumi who is wearing a blazer that matches the one Yuuna wears, their private school's design. Natsumi is a cla.s.smate of Yuuna's and is the sort of bright happy girl that livens up a cla.s.sroom. She is also the girl who ate a cake covered in Yuuna's s.e.m.e.n a couple days ago. Suddenly remembering that, Yuuna's face darkens.

"What's up Yuuna~. You're all low tension again."

"I'm just a little tired."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, I stayed up late last night again."

"Ah, I see. Still playing that game, how is it going?"

"Ah, yeah… I guess. I'm advancing."

It isn't a lie. Just the other day she'd walked through the streets in the most obscene equipment given to her by a devil.

"Ah, with that sort of thing equipment is really important, but in the end your stts and raising your level is even more important."

"Yeah, you're right…"

Again this isn't a lie. Yuuna's stats have been increasing, she has definitely levelled up her a.n.a.l sensitivity and her exhibitionism skills.

"Clearing quests is a lot of fun isn't it?"

"Yeah… definitely, isn't it…"

Yuuna gives a vague nod. Natsumi still isn't one to think too deeply on things and fills in the blanks for Yuuna and gives it no more thought. She then begins talking about an actor she saw on television yesterday and a new alb.u.m she bought. At the same time Yuuna wonders. What will happen when she finishes the obscene quest Dark Disaster has given her? Does it even have an end? Such thoughts run through Yuuna's head, making her brain work in overtime mode until she's interrupted by a new voice.

"Ah, Mary, morning~"

"Good morning Natsumi, Yuuna."

"Uwah, what an amazing hairstyle, is that a type of plait?"

"This is called a fishbone."

"The bones of a fish? Fishbone?"

Now that Mary says it, the tightly braided hair does actually give the impression of a fish's bones.

"Wow, how long did this take to get set up?"

"It isn't that hard once you get used to it."

"Wow~, Fishbone is amazing. Hey Yuuna, look at this fishbone, touch it, touch the fishbone, you want to right?"

As if a child boasting of learning a new word, Natsumi keeps saying "fishbone" over and over again. Yuuna, taken aback by this burst of enthusiasm moves forward and touches Mary's tightly braided hair. Unlike the bottle blondes you see among j.a.panese people, this is the genuine article, a true platinum blonde. The hairstyle looks as if golden thread has been spun and then placed atop Mary's head.

"Fuuun, how do you keep it so soft even when you do it up in styles like this?"

Yuuna looks closely at her friends hairstyle while, at the same time, her nose begins to detect a delicate scent. The smell is the faint yet pleasant aroma of shampoo coming from Mary's hair. Mary's smell. As if proof of Dark Disaster's training, Yuuna's body reacts strongly to the smell, her male instincts going into overdrive. This reminds Yuuna, just as Natsumi said the other day, the current Mary does seems to be even more beautiful. Even though she's normally beautiful, this time Mary seems even lovelier, a tinge of s.e.xiness in the strong aroma Yuuna is beginning to smell that is making her brain melt of and crotch ache.

"Yuuna?"

"What's the matter Yuuna, do you want to try a fishbone too?"

"Ah, no… that's not something I could do."

"Oh, but Yuuna's lovely black hair is so long and straight and beautiful, you definitely could try out a lot of different hair styles."

"Mary, you want to try something, why not me?"

"Because Natsumi has a bob cut, it would be pretty difficult to braid it or anything, maybe we could try something though."

As normal, Mary suggests Yuuna tries doing something different with her hair. Mary is always trying different hairstyles herself and urges her friends to do the same. However, Yuuna likes her hair straight, so she's never taken Mary up on her offers. Natsumi grumbles about how she'd earnestly give different hairstyles at the same time, the fishbone hairstyle having apparently left a very big impression on her. Talking together, Mary and Natsumi decide to have a meeting to try out different hairstyles at Mary's home after school, somehow dragging Yuuna into it too.

"Well then, after school then."

"Yep~!"

Yeah… I guess that's okay…"

Yuuna is the only one whose reply is rather listless, she isn't eager to hang out after school. With this half-hearted reply, Yuuna's third week as a futanari c.o.c.k girl begins.