Magical Girl with Demonic Time Magic-Chapter 96: Wishing Well

"..." I throw myself on my bed, feeling angry. I just stare at the ceiling with a bitter and unpleasant taste in my mouth.

’Damn Hexael...’ I didn’t need to know this, I didn’t need to see that horrible scene, I didn’t need that damn photo that showed Ayane and that guy kissing.

"You’re really a complete son of a bitch..." He’s trying to make me act, he’s stirring up my jealousy so that I’ll break the contract and try to get involved in Ayane’s life.

’It’s not something I should get involved in...it’s her decision, the contract made it clear, I can’t interfere in her decisions...’ I decide to distract my mind with something else, but the bad feeling is much stronger than other times.

"Haa..." I sigh, removing my clothes and just throwing them around while rummaging in the drawer next to the bed, grabbing something hidden in the back, something I never thought I’d actually use.

"How much have I declined for this to really become an option?" I murmur, seeing the not-so-big pink dildo I bought on impulse. I also grab more of that massage cream that can be used as a lubricant.

I pour a lot of this liquid on the dildo until it’s shining in the dim light of the small lamp I bought for my room in case I need to read things at night.

I place the bottle aside and decide to start solving the problem in the only way I’ve discovered in the last few months, which is masturbation.

’...’ I move the toy to my intimate parts, I don’t do any preparation because I don’t have the patience to try and wait, this will be my first time using this stupid toy.

’At least I hope this will make me forget that scene’

I start slowly pushing it in, it’s strange, cold, and I feel like it doesn’t fit well because my pussy is very tight, only the tip goes in as I keep moving it deeper.

The dildo is 13 centimeters, and although it was embarrassing to buy, at least it’s serving me now. It’s still strange to be experiencing this, but I need a stronger stimulus than just my fingers.

"Hnf" I let out a slightly painful sound when the dildo hits my hymen. I wonder if I should continue with this, a lost hymen can’t be recovered later.

I’ll still be a virgin, but I won’t have this thin, elastic membrane of flesh anymore. But I wonder why I should keep this? It’s not like I’m going to give my virginity to someone.

In the end, it doesn’t matter if I have it or not, I’ll still be a virgin and someone who won’t have sex with anyone, I’ll probably end up alone or something.

And remembering that hateful kiss in the image just fills me with a cold determination to continue. My body is mine, so there’s no problem with me deciding to use it as I want.

"Urgh..." I let out a painful groan as I push the dildo in, breaking my hymen. I see the blood flowing and mixing with the lubricant as I breathe heavily.

I pushed it in all at once, there was no point in dragging it out or being gentle. It’s better to just finish it quickly and continue the movement.

It’s strange, in fact, it’s less special than it seems. There’s really no emotion that I expected, it was a brief moment of pain, a little blood, and that’s it.

I pull the dildo back and push it in slowly. There’s a slight burning pain due to the wound, and I can feel my walls tightening around the toy.

My wings even come out from my back as a slight strange reflex, it’s still hard to control them with 100% precision. It seems my feelings are unstable if they came out like this.

’I don’t have time to deal with this and hide them’ I don’t stop moving the dildo inside me, ignoring the wings.

I lie on my back on the bed with my wings fully open. They’re soft, so it’s nice to lie on the feathers, and it doesn’t hurt even with the wings pressed against the bed.

"Hmmm" I let out a small moan as I push the toy all the way in. It’s starting to feel pleasant, the size isn’t bad either, and the lubrication helps enough to take away the pain.

"I wish it was Ayane doing this..." I murmur, moving it in and out carefully, feeling how my walls open and contract, gripping the invader tightly.

If the vibrator were about 2 centimeters longer, it would hit my uterus, although depending on the position, it should be able to reach my deeper spots.

I fold my wings around myself in an embrace as I move the dildo inside me. I reach a mild climax with the sensation, breathing calmly with a flushed face.

My wings tremble with pleasure as love juice mixed with blood and lubricant stains the bed even more.

But no matter how much I try, I can’t forget that damn photo. This is not enough, the pleasure can’t overcome the pure disgust.

It’s ironic how Hexael hit the nail on the head with what he told me. It’s like caring for, growing, and seeing the tree grow, only for someone else to take the fruits in the end.

It’s as if Ayane were a star in the sky, a star that no matter how hard I try, I’ll never reach. This generates a painful emptiness, like a hole in my heart.

There is no addiction that can restore this hole, no pleasure strong enough to alleviate this bad feeling of complete emptiness that I feel.

And my wings are now an even crueler reminder of this. I’m like Icarus who can never fly high enough, or the sun will melt my wings.

In short, no matter how strong I become, it doesn’t bring Ayane to me, and now I’m not even sure why I’m fighting so hard.

"Is it really all for her?" I murmur, removing the wet vibrator, now covered in love juice, lubricant, and blood. Now I don’t know if I’m fighting so hard just for Ayane’s happiness, or if I’m fighting for Ayane to be happy with me.

At first, I fought for Ayane’s happiness, but Hexael always wanted to imply that I’m fighting for my own happiness with her, and not for her own sake. And now I really don’t know what to say or think anymore.

She’s happy, so why am I so unhappy with all this? Didn’t I fight for her happiness? Shouldn’t I be happy that she’s happy with someone else? I shouldn’t be masturbating just because I’m angry about her relationship.

"..." I sit on the bed, not caring about the blood and fluids staining the sheets, and soon grab the bottle with the massage liquid, pouring it over my head.

I feel the slightly cold and somewhat viscous liquid running down my body. I also pour it on my wings without caring about the state of the bed until it’s covered in it.

It’s cold, so it’s pleasant to soothe the heat covering my entire body at the moment.

I get out of bed and go to the bathroom with this liquid dripping down my body. Arriving at the bathroom, I just step into the large bathtub to start masturbating here.

I don’t want my room to smell of lust when I’m done, because I know it’s going to take a while. Every time I masturbate there for a long time, it’s a hassle to clean up afterwards, and the smell gets stuck in the closed room.

This time, I plan to have a longer session, and my wings serve well as a soft bed. I’m lying in the bathtub with my wings serving as the most comfortable bed I’ve ever experienced.

I don’t mind getting the feathers dirty, I can just take a bath and wash them afterwards. I start pushing the dildo back inside my pussy, feeling how my whole body is smooth and soft from the massage liquid.

I set aside my feelings and just move the toy in and out, not caring about the slight pain from the friction of the toy on my intimate parts.

I can perfectly feel the soft flesh tightly gripping the cold plastic every time it goes in deeply, the slight pleasure making my wings tremble as I continue.

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"Meow" I observe Setsuna in the bathtub, not out of interest in her personal masturbation session, but rather interested in the liquid filling the bathtub.

Setsuna is so focused on seeking pleasure and so engrossed in the act that she doesn’t notice her black tears dripping onto the wings that absorb this essence of pure obsession.

I watch with a big smile as she sinks into bad feelings even without me doing anything. Okay, I may have taken the photo out of context, I didn’t tell Setsuna that Ayane was forced and broke up the relationship.

But the blame is not mine if she only saw the photo and got angry. It’s all her fault for not seeking more information.

"But this is still not enough, she hasn’t fallen enough yet." Setsuna still needs to fall down several steps to be perfect.

’Now I should go collect information about Ayane.’ Those months I was away because of Pentael have really set me back. Now I’m behind in some ways.

I decide to leave, letting Setsuna sink into pleasure while I gather information.