Chapter 8.1 (1/2)

Chapter 8: At The Ritual’s End

PART 1

[Haah…… Fuah, nnh……]

When the afterglow of her ecstasy finally passes, the thick veil of pink smoke clouding Mikoto’s mind finally disappears.

But even so, she was still disoriented and had no idea what was going on as her dick juices continued to be thrusted out of her.

(Nnh…… M, my dick, it is… it is……)

Her clit was no longer feeling so bloated and on fire, but it was not shrinking. Her hips were still moving, provoking her to release all of the spunk which was accumulated inside of it.

She then rubbed her cheeks against her little sister’s sweaty and flushed skin, trying to pull out from inside of her.

PLOP!

When she pulled her dick out of Takeru’s pussy it made a wet and indecent sound, followed by the volumes of thick cum that were flowing out. After she finally stopped cumming, Mikoto’s clit was slowly shrinking, coming back to its original size.

(Takeru…… is…… Ugh!)

Mikoto was still half-erect, and that flesh bulge rubbed against Takeru’s abdomen. She tries to take it away from her but she was still somewhat hard, maybe not as long as it was just a moment ago but still elongated. Still, you couldn’t call this thing a normal clitoris anymore. Same could be said for Takeru’s.

[W, why…… Something like that……]

She sprayed Mikoto’s face with so much of her own dick juice! So if Mikoto’s dick was beginning to disappear, why was Takeru’s still intact and so energetic!? While she was feeling stunned from this morbid sight, Masumi came closer to Mikoto.

[What plagues Takeru-san body is the curse of the youmas. It is not something which can be dispelled so easily.]

Masumi presses her thin body to Mikoto’s, bringing her petal-like lips closer and whispering sweet words right into her ear.

[Mikoto-san, now it is your turn. You need to comfort Takeru-san’s poor dick with your pussy. Hmm, no, it’s not like that. You must both feel good for the curse to be lifted.] [Ugh…… Uuuhhh……]

Mikoto could feel her pussy tremble at the sound of those words.

She watched as her own spunk, which she pumped Takeru so full off, was now leaking out of her pussy, dripping onto the ground and gluing her pubic hair together. It certainly did help Mikoto’s penis to return to normal, but at what cost? It made such a mess out of her little sister, spreading her open and flooding her with so much filth. And the white flood was not stopping to overflow, the excess amounts looking for a way out of this cramped space.

As Takeru continued to suck on her own dick, her wet eyes were filled with indecent desire.

If her dick was this huge, Mikoto could only imagine the amount of pain and suffering she was going through right now.

[What are you hesitating for? Hurry. You must do it. Surely you want to save your little sister, right?]

Masumi forces Mikoto to the ground, and at that moment the rest of reason that was in Mikoto’s mind snapped away, leaving nothing but sweet emptiness after the last attempt at fightning.

(N, no… That’s not it. It’s not! That’s wrong! Something like that won’t help Takeru in the least! …… But……)

Takeru was also frozen still. Mikoto could see it in Takeru’s eyes. If she won’t help her now, her little sister would be lost forever. In the midst of her pleasure drowning mind, a fighting spirit was quietly awakening. She clenched her fist on the black cat toy hanging on her left wrist,

(Thou art the corridor that connects the realms and traverses the boundaries……)

Mikoto casts a spell in her mind so that Masumi wouldn’t find out, trying to summon the Demon Slaying Sword, “Raikou”. However, Masumi didn’t seem worried about that in the slightest. As soon as she saw the light of reason returning to Mikoto’s eyes she just casually let go of her.

[Ufufu, I knew you would try something like that.] [Eh!? …… Ah!!]

SHSSSSSS!!!

Something long, wet and slimy entangled itself around her arms and legs. With her whole body held tightly, Mikoto’s movements were restrained yet again.