The Struggles Of Miss Magical Girl O

Rose's ravishment had just begun.

After shooting a copious amount of scorching semen into Moeka's womb, the Alpha, as if finally given in to her animalistic instincts, tightly grasped the Omega's dainty wrists and started thrusting. Sealing the woman's mouth with her own, Rose pressed her weight on the powerless Moeka, each time slamming her hip powerfully against her partner's until their skin reddened.

The huge shaft was repeatedly pulled up, revealing its ugly, monstrous appearance, now drenched with a mix of both their love essences, then mercilessly shot down to its base, stretching Moeka's cavity as if tearing it apart. The bed's creaking, mixed with a series of lewd, sloppy sounds, echoed across the room relentlessly as the two mated. Close enough, and one could even hear the faint thuds each time Rose's member knocked straight at Moeka's womb, their impacts imprinted on the Omega's swollen stomach.

The scene seemed brutal, almost cruel, yet neither Moeka nor Rose had the desire to stop. Having bonded physically and through their pheromones mingling, they were lost in their own intimate world, savoring each moment of pleasure given as they mated.

Rose's absolute domination was met with Moeka's total submission. The two sat on opposite ends of a spectrum, making their compatibility unmatched. Though one could say the same about Moeka versus other Alphas she had slept with.

''Hah...''

''Hgn...! Hhn...!''

Not long after round two began, Rose had reached her climax once again, riding on the rapid stimulation, while Moeka had already been squirting nonstop from being mercilessly impaled—both were losing their minds over this sex.

With a powerful slam downward, Rose flattened Moeka's womb for the second time, simultaneously releasing her fresh semen into the already half-filled pot. At the same time, both women let out sighs of bliss.

Still eager, Rose pulled out half of her length before picking up the Omega by her waist, then turned her around, allowing a clear view of the woman's immaculate back. Now facing Moeka's full, shapely butt, Rose could not help but gulp. Additionally, spotting her own member stuck to that butt... it was nothing short of tantalizing.

Catching the limp Moeka's wrists, Rose slightly pulled them toward her and began tapping.

''Damn...'' The Alpha hissed.

Perhaps because of Rose's size or Moeka's stomach holding too much semen, but despite this being the third consecutive round, the tightness Rose felt around her member had not diminished. Rather, it seemed even tighter, as if wanting to suck her in.

'What a damn succubus,' Rose thought, slapping the pointing butt out of amusement.

''Nhn...!''

''So... tight?!''

The slap caused Moeka's entrance to become even tighter, which Rose immediately picked up on. Finding this gripping sensation fresh, the Alpha, tinged with immense lust, kept hitting the Omega's inviting bottom, branding her red handprints on those smooth surfaces repeatedly.

At the same time, Moeka's consciousness was hazy as she endured Rose's rough treatment, which brought her uncontrollable pleasure. Both her now-beaten-up body and callous mind were scorching with carnal desires—a wish to bond with this strong Alpha... and to submit to her. And yet, the final lifeline that prevented Moeka from immediately prostrating before Rose and proclaiming herself a possession was none other than Fumiko's permanent mark on her gland.

Even as she was mercilessly violated, Moeka could smirk in relief. She was, in the end, her lover's Omega.

Rose ended up finishing inside Moeka two times in this position. The total of four rounds with the new instrument had cost them more than twenty minutes. In a sense, Rose was a quickshot, though her endless stamina easily compensated for it.

Feeling the need for a brief cooldown, the Alpha finally pulled out of Moeka completely, letting the streams of overflowing semen smoothly drip out of the Omega's entrance. Then, she brought her slightly soft shaft toward Moeka's hanging mouth... to which the woman absentmindedly clung.

''What a natural,'' Rose stroked her partner's head, feeling the small, warm tongue sweeping across her member, ''Now I understand why others can't get enough of you, Miss Kisaragi.''

''...Twank yowu?'' Moeka replied, half-confused, with half of Rose's tip buried between her lips.

''...''

Charmed by the innocent yet immensely lewd expression as Moeka looked up at her, Rose instantly returned to her full-erect status. Seeing such a sight, Moeka gave up even the slightest idea of resisting and obediently let the Alpha push her down once again.

''Hold tight.''

''...?''

Moeka was somewhat confused when Rose suddenly wrapped her arms around her back, but she complied. Now, with Moeka's legs locked behind her, Rose stood up in one swoop, lifting the Omega completely into the air.

Face-to-face and with no way to support herself, Moeka had no choice but to cling to Rose. The two soon locked eyes and began kissing. Below, Rose aligned her shaft with Moeka's dripping lips and inserted it once again.

''Mhgmp...! Nhgn...!''

Demonstrating her top-notch physical capabilities, Rose swung Moeka's body freely while energetically slamming her hip, delivering winded, deep thrusts that nearly knocked Moeka silly.

Moeka herself lamented that she was being ragdolled like a sex toy, but the crashing waves of pleasure and climaxes were too much to resist. At this rate, she was truly becoming Rose's toy—a simple object for the number one ranked magical girl to relieve her sexual desires. Though it was a sad reality, Moeka was somewhat proud that she was able to enthrall someone like this... using her body.

Drowned in the heat of the intense sex, neither Moeka nor Rose cared about their surroundings. Moeka was made to climax over and over, even from a mere knock to her cervix, and Rose, fully entranced by the Omega's body, her risque expressions and moans, kept on finishing deep inside her, as though wishing to leave a mark and to knock her up.

All this time, one figure stood blankly nearby, unable to direct her gaze elsewhere but the couple.

''...''

Ruri, who had gotten out of the shower some time earlier, endlessly marveled at the sheer vulgarity either of these women showed. She had witnessed the cool and usually composed Rose losing herself, becoming an animal who knew nothing but sex. Even the graceful and soft Moeka had become an obscene bottom, a mere succubus who sweetly moaned whenever she was pounded.

The direct, almost brutal sex with the extra instrument present had made even the experienced Ruri blush. She found herself deeply intrigued, drawn by the swirls of these two's pheromones... and the apparent bliss either of them was swimming in.

And yet, neither of them had noticed her.

Somehow, it was an atmosphere that prevented Ruri from interfering. So, she could only stand there awkwardly, stroking between her legs while watching Moeka being railed and filled up repeatedly.

Only after an hour and a half, when Moeka had been creampied more than a dozen times, did Rose finally take a real breather. She reached for the water bottle on the nightstand, took a gulp, then took another before giving it to Moeka, mouth-to-mouth.

Before long...

''...Ah.''

Her eyes met with Ruri's.

The Beta helplessly sighed, ''Now you remember me, huh?''

''Uh... sorry.''

''It's fine.'' Ruri shrugged, flopping on her bed, ''It must have felt really good, hm?''

''Well, yeah.'' Rose gulped, glancing at Moeka.

''Great. Now... let me in, too.''