Chapter 26: An Unforeseen Development

Si-yool’s head throbbed, his vision blurred. He, Ray, and Sora had collapsed for unknown reasons, their bodies unresponsive. And now, they were surrounded by the Magical Felons they were supposed to be hunting.

“Wha…hap…?” Si-yool mumbled, his mind struggling to form coherent thoughts. Why were the felons here? Their unit was far from the main force, concealed and practically isolated. And how had they been incapacitated? Magical girls were resilient, resistant to injuries, magic, and even diseases. Yet, Si-yool, a regular human, was the least affected, while Ray and Sora seemed unconscious. It wasn’t magic; he hadn’t heard any incantations.

“Hahahaha! Even magical girls are reduced to whimpering like bitches when exposed to Magical Aphrodisiac!!!” one of the felons cackled.

That answered one question. Ray and Sora weren’t unconscious; they were under the influence of an aphrodisiac.

“Ugh…ahh…!”

“Mmm…ohhh…!”

Their moans, though laced with distress, had a distinctly sensual quality. Si-yool didn’t blame them. Even magical girls were vulnerable to such things. He’d read about it in both historical records and magical girl doujinshi.

“Now, I’ll have my fun with you magical girls, starting from the rear!!!” the felon declared.

Si-yool had been too naive. Being in the back lines didn’t guarantee safety. He should have anticipated an attack from the rear.

“Sh*t…” he cursed, disgusted with his own carelessness. He’d grown complacent after returning from the other world.

“Hey, why is there a man here?” one of the felons asked.

“A man? Where?”

“Come here, everyone.”

Si-yool heard footsteps and hushed whispers.

“It’s true. Is he a civilian?”

“Maybe. This area isn’t completely deserted.”

“But he’s holding a standard-issue staff and wearing a uniform. He must be a magical girl.”

Si-yool’s vision and hearing had returned to normal. The aphrodisiac seemed less effective on him. He needed to gather information. There were eight felons, likely the entire remaining group. Some of them sounded older, implying experience. And they all had suspicious bulges under their skirts, likely extra weapons or magical staves.

Suddenly, Si-yool’s hair was yanked back.

“Hey,” the apparent leader of the felons said, her eyes scanning him with a mix of amusement and suspicion. “Who are you? A magical girl?”

“Your mom…” Si-yool muttered.

“Ah, so you are with the magical girls,” she said with a smirk. “One of the government’s little dogs, here to hunt us down.”

“You’re the dog, b*tch,” Si-yool spat.

“I like the defiance,” the leader said, licking her lips. The other felons shared her predatory gaze.

“Three magical girls, including a man…this should be fun.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Si-yool knew what kind of ‘fun’ they had in mind. He felt a surge of disgust. Some might consider being targeted by magical girls a perk, but not him. He was determined to stick to his vow: he would not sleep with a magical girl.

“Hey, government dog. Want to know a secret?” the leader asked, pulling his face closer to hers.

“No,” Si-yool said immediately. He knew it would be some self-justifying rant about their grievances. And she was clearly no “sister”, as her use of the term implied. She was an “ajumma” – a middle-aged woman.

“Listen up. This is a universal truth,” she continued, ignoring his protest.

Si-yool’s senses were slowly returning. He could almost feel his fingers again. He just needed to wait a little longer, and he could stab her eyes out with his staff…

“It’s a futa,” she said.

“What?”

Si-yool’s mind went blank.

“What…what did you just…?”

“I said,” she released his hair and stood up, “that something better than the government is…”

Si-yool’s eyes followed the line of her skirt down to the noticeable bulge.

“…a futa.”

His gaze snapped back up. He saw it. A massive, pulsating…pillar. It was the size of his torso. And there were two…additional appendages.

“Get it?” she asked.

It was a full-armor futa. And she wasn’t alone. All eight Magical Felons had their own impressive…weapons…on display.

Si-yool was speechless. He felt a single, overwhelming emotion: awe. He remembered hearing about an ancient cult that worshipped giant phalluses. He’d dismissed it as nonsense, but now…he understood. It was magnificent.

“What do you think? Impressive, right?” the leader asked, her…weapon…bobbing slightly.

Si-yool had assumed the bulges under their skirts were extra staves. He wasn’t wrong. These were staves. Magic sticks. He wondered if they could still be called “girls” with those…attachments. Either way, they were definitely not human.

“I haven’t been able to get off from anything lately, so I decided to try this. It’s amazing. I’ve been missing out,” the leader said, a look of ecstasy on her face.

The other futas nodded in agreement.

Si-yool was horrified. He knew about the cliché of magical girls turning evil, but this…this was unexpected.

Then he remembered something. The leader had promised to “have fun” with the magical girls in the back lines. And the others had talked about having “fun” with him.

‘Oh, f*ck. They’re going to rape Ray and Sora,’ he realized, his stomach churning.

“Oh, f*ck, I’m so horny,” one of the futas moaned.

It was understandable. Ray and Sora were attractive, when they weren’t talking.

Si-yool felt a pang of sympathy. He wasn’t close to them, but he didn’t want to see them…violated.

The futas, their…weapons…at full mast, started approaching. Not Ray and Sora, who were still moaning on the ground…

“…Hey,” one of them said.

“Yeah?” Si-yool replied.

“…Why are you coming towards me?” he asked.

“You said you were horny.”

“Oh, you meant that kind of horny?”

Si-yool’s mind raced. Surely they weren’t planning on…no, it was impossible. They couldn’t possibly be intending to…

A petite futa approached him, her…staff…twitching.

“I’ve been waiting for a man like you to enlist as a magical girl,” she whispered.

“Enlist.”

Si-yool had vowed never to sleep with a magical girl. It seemed his vow would be kept. He wasn’t going to be sleeping with a magical girl. He was going to be slept with.

“Oh, f*ck,” he muttered. He was about to lose his virginity, not to love, but to a futa magical girl.